This is an erotic story intended for adults only.� This is a BE (Breast Expansion) story where breast implants are the means of enlargement.� So if the idea of plastic bags being placed inside breasts does not appeal to you then stop right now.� But if you like reading about women forcing huge implants inside their already large breasts and then filling them with saline or women who�s tits look so ridiculously fake that you can spot their overstuffed perfectly circular globes a mile away or women who are so desperate to be huge that they will fill their implants so full that they almost burst, then I believe you will really enjoy my story.
I welcome any comments, suggestions you may have.� Please feel free to write me at [email protected].
Thank you and enjoy!
Adam Plantz
Prologue
Growing up rich and famous had its up and downs.� I never had a shortage of kids wanting to be my friends and as a teenager I always had plenty of girls lined up and begging me to be their boyfriend.� The flip side of course, as many of you have probably already guessed, was that most of them didn�t want to be my friend or girlfriend because they liked me, what they wanted was a piece of me, a piece of my wealth and a piece of my fame.
When I was 16 my father, the billionaire oil tycoon Simon Rich, told me to watch out for the fiercest creature in the animal kingdom, the dreaded �Gold Digger�.� A woman who wanted to be rich and famous so badly that she was willing to sell not only her body, but her morals, her ethics and in some cases ever her first born to get what she wanted.� She also would not even think twice about stealing and then destroying a man�s heart to get it.
While I understood what he was trying to tell me, after all I did have more than one friend growing up who ditched me when I refused to buy them anything or take them to a fancy party where there would be some celebrities, I didn�t fully understand just how difficult it would be to spot one of these treacherous beasts.
Then it happened, I fell for a girl, hard.� Her name was Melinda, she had long dark hair, blue eyes and a killer body, the highlight of which was her F cup tits!� She was my dream girl, she had everything I wanted, beauty, brains and her family was also rich. We met at the Country Club one weekend and we became inseparable.� We talked on the phone every night and saw each other as often as we could.
On her 18th birthday I gave her the surprise of her life when I proposed to her.� I hid the ring in her birthday cake, when she stuck her fork in to take the first bite she found it and went through the roof with excitement.
The wedding was scheduled for 2 months later.� We both would have had the wedding sooner but my parents convinced both of us that more time was needed to plan a wedding so spectacular.
A week before the wedding we went to my Lawyer�s office to sign our Pre-nup.� This was the day she revealed the beast she really was.� When she saw the dollar figure she would get if we got divorced she snapped at me instantly.
�That�s it?!� $500,000?�� She looked at me it utter disbelief.�� �You�re worth $50 Billion!�
�Sweetheart, I don�t understand, your family has money, I
really don�t see what the big deal is� Her family, while not as rich as mine,
was worth at least $400 million.� I could
have given her $0 and she still would be one of the richest women in the
�Ya, but you�re worth $50 Billion!� Billion, with a capital �B�!� She snarled at me.� �Your worth more than 100 times what I�m worth.� You�re only offering me 0.0001%, most women get HALF when they divorce, that�s 50 percent!.�
�Sweetheart, don�t worry, we�re not going to divorce, we love each other.� This is just a formality.�
�A formality?�� She retorted.� �Well then maybe we can do without the �formality� of getting married then.�� She looked intently at me as she was waiting to see my reaction to such a suggestion.� I think she truly believed I would simply cave into her demands and I almost did.
I loved her with every fiber in my body, every second I was away from her I missed her, but the more I thought about how she was acting and what she had just threatened to do if I didn�t give her more money, I was becoming more and more convinced that I was looking at the beast my father had warned me about.� But I needed to be 100% sure, so I called her bluff.
�Ok then the wedding is off.�� I said in a quite monotone voice.� I looked at her hoping that I was wrong, hoping that she would be disappointed and tell me how much she loved me and that this was a stupid argument.
�Fine!�� She shouted at me, she then turned and stormed out of the office, she didn�t even look back at me once as she walked out.
Chapter
1 � My new fetish and my �growing� obsession
After my breakup with Melinda my life spiraled
downward.� There was a constant
As my depression worsened I turned to alcohol and drugs to try and numb the pain but nothing seemed to work.� To my surprise the only thing that seemed to relieve the pain at all was something that I had never had much interest in before, porn.� Don�t get me wrong, it�s not that I didn�t like porn before, I just never had a need for it.� Since puberty I had never gone more than 2 days without sex, so porn just wasn�t necessary for me.� But now as I became recluse, unable to face the outside world as my depression worsened, I found myself going through serious sex withdrawal.
I had never suspected before that I was a sex addict, but after 2 weeks of looking at porn for over 8 hours each day, I released that I was indeed addicted to sex.� I now realized why I used to have booty calls almost every night before I met Melinda, why I had a black book of over 300 girls names and numbers, why anytime a hot girl I didn�t know came up to me in a bar I�d bang her brains out in my Limo before I went home.� But that was no longer an option for me, now I was far more comfortable staring at some girl I didn�t even know through a computer screen.
The porn was both a blessing and a curse.� It allowed me to explore all my sexual fetishes in a way I never could before and it exposed me to things I never even knew existed.� The problem was the deeper and deeper I got into it, the more detached I became from the real world.
My fetish had always been big boobs, from the day I first noticed boobs, I knew I liked them big.� Melinda�s F cup boobs were the biggest I had even seen, until the internet changed that.� I had always thought she was huge, but deep down I had always wondered what she would look like if her boobs were even bigger.� Imagine my surprise when I found several websites with women who were bigger, way bigger than Melinda.� Compared to these women, Melinda�s tits were tiny.
It didn�t take long for my fetish to grow, soon F cup boobs were no longer big enough, I needed G, H and K cup tits!� Then I discovered a little known fetish referred to simply as �B.E.� on the internet.� BE is short for Breast Expansion, basically it involves making a woman�s tits bigger, no matter how you do it.� I was hooked the instant I discovered it!
BE can be a frustrating fetish at times because for the most part it is a fetish that lives purely in fantasy, the sites dedicated to BE have lots of morphed pictures of women with breasts bigger than beer kegs and have stories involving women whose breasts grow to outrageous proportions just by drinking some magical formula. The problem is, there is no magic potion that a girl is going to drink that�s going to make her tits quadruple in size.� As a result I often found myself simply feeling frustrated after reading a story or looking at a bunch of morphed pictures, frustrated that my dreams would never come true.
Then I discovered breasts implants, I mean I really discovered breast implants.� Don�t get me wrong, I was no stranger to implants, in fact, I have always preferred the look of implants to natural tits.� There is something about tits that sit high on a girl�s chest and are super round that just drives me crazy.� But what I never knew was that implants came in sizes bigger than D cups, but one day I saw a picture that forever changed my life, it showed me that my dreams of real life BE were possible!
When I saw Penelope Black Diamond�s tits they were so impossibly huge and round that I honestly thought I was looking at a morphed picture.� It was a picture that someone had posted in a forum somewhere, so I didn�t think it was real, but when I discovered her website and hundreds more pictures of her, I knew that she, and more importantly that her tits, were real!
After discovering her, my new mission was to find out everything there was about super sized implants.� I didn�t sleep that night, for 20 hours straight I just googled �implants�.� I found every model there was who had implants larger that 1000cc, I found out everything there was to know about the different types of implants, types of surgeries and types of placement.
During my search I found another woman who showed me that it was also possible to experience my favorite aspect of BE, breasts growing right in front of my eyes.� Her name was Ashley Bond, she�s a British model who, years ago, had a TV show film her while she was making her implants bigger � that�s right, I said �making her implants bigger�.� How you ask, she had what�s called �tissue expanders�.�
Tissue expanders work like a balloon, they can be filled up or drained without surgery.� The implant is inserted in the breast like normal, then a small tube runs from the implant, under the skin, to the woman�s armpit.� The end of the tube, which has a special two �way valve in it, is left just below the surface of the skin.� All the Doctor needs to do to fill the implant is take a syringe filled with saline and inject it into the tube.� Now I was in heaven, not only had I discovered implants bigger than I ever dreamed possible, but now they can be blown up like balloons too!� My mind was now incapable of thinking of anything else.
It had only been 2 months since my break up with Melinda but I was now a junkie in the depths of my addiction, my addiction to implants.�
At my obsession�s peak I spent 2 weeks straight doing nothing but jerking off to huge implants.� I only slept an hour each night, slumped over at my computer, and I usually went more than 24 hours between meals.� At the end of that time I realized something that terrified me, I was becoming bored, bored of the pictures, bored of the stories, it wasn�t that I didn�t love big implants anymore, it�s was that the pictures and stories were no longer enough, I needed real implants!
Realizing that a �regular� woman with implants that large would be impossible to find and the fact that I still had no desire to go out into the world and be social, it was obvious what my only choice was, so I began my desperate search online for a prostitute with huge implants.
I quickly found numerous girls in
I contacted her through email and set up a meeting at my condo.� My Door-man called me when she arrived in the Lobby, �Sir you have a visitor � it�s a � woman.� Actually sir she actually looks like a ��� Then he whispered in the phone,� �a hooker, sir.�
I felt my cock instantly get hard, she was here!� �Okay, send her up in my private elevator.�
�Sir, did you hear what I said?� I think she�s a ��
�I heard you, I said send her up!�� I couldn�t really be mad at my Door-man, after all she was the first guest I had allowed up in my apartment since my break-up.� I had even turned away my own parents on more than one occasion.� I�m sure he was confused why I would let in a hooker of all people.
When I heard the �ding� of my private elevator arriving I was so excited I almost shot my load in my pants.� I was so nervous I was trembling as I walked towards the elevator door.� The doors slowly opened and my eyes instantly focused on two huge round dark orbs and again my cock spasmed, almost blowing my load.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, and slowly moved my eyes up and down to examine the rest of her.� She was gorgeous, an Ester Baxter look-a-like, her picture didn�t lie.� Her beautiful chestnut brown skin, her perfect almond shaped eyes, her large thick lips and her very long loosely curled hair were all perfect.� The only difference between her and Ester Baxter was that her tits were at least twice as large as Ester�s and as round as honey dew melons.� She was wearing a tiny low cut halter top that simply tied behind her neck and had no back to it, it covered her tits about as well as a bikini.� I could see the bare skin of the round tops and the round sides of her tits.
�Helloooooo?�� She was waving her hand in my face.� �Are you Jack?�
I have no idea how long I�d been standing there staring at her, but apparently it was a long time.� I finally snapped back to reality.� �Um ya, I assume you�re Caramel?�
�I sure am sweetie, you gunna let me in or are you just going to fuck me right here in the elevator?�� She gave me a little wink.
�Oh ya, ya, ya, please come in.�� I moved to the side and motioned her to walk in.
�I take it you like what you see?�� She asked in a confident tone, then she looked at me a little more intently.� �You look kinda familiar, have I been with you before?�
�No.�� I paused briefly.� �You may have seen me on TV, I used to be a rich socialite until a couple of months ago.�
�Wait a minute, are you that rich guy who got dumped by his fianc�?�
I sighed heavily.� �Ya that�s me.�
�Oh my God, well that explains all the reporters camped out across the street.�
I gave another sigh.� �Look, I need to keep this discreet, if you can�t do that then you�ll have to lea�you�ll have to lea��� My voice trailed off as I realized what I was about to say.� I was about to tell this girl, with her perfectly spherical breasts, breasts that I had been dreaming of and obsessing over for the last 2 months, to leave if she couldn�t keep her mouth closed.� After a brief moment I realized I didn�t have the resolve to say no to her, that it didn�t matter if she told every reporter outside my house about how I�d just been with a hooker.� I realized at this point that I would do anything and sacrifice anything just to be with her and her tits!� I truly felt weak and powerless.
She knew what I was trying to say and stepped in.� �Look sweetie, in my business you don�t get repeat customers without discretion.� You can trust me not to say a word to anyone.�� She lifted her hand and placed her fore finger on gently my lips.� �Now, lets get down to business shall we?� She smiled.
�Now you said something in your email about my tits right?� You into big boobs?�
�Well � kinda, but it�s a little more than that.�
�Oh?�� She asked with a curious tone.
�Ya � see I�m not just into big boobs, I really love breast implants in particular�
�Well then have I got a treat for you.�� She smiled and reached behind her neck.� She slowly untied the strap of her top, when it came undone she stood there for a moment hanging onto the strap, not letting it fall.
�You�re dying to see them aren�t you?�� She asked in a quiet sultry tone.� She glanced down at my crotch and must have been able to see my cock throbbing in my jeans.� �Ya, I know you are.�� She then opened her fingers and her top fall down her front, her boobs didn�t move at all, it was obvious that her boobs had been holding up her top, not her top holding up her boobs.
Her tits were more spectacular than any I had ever seen online.� While they weren�t as big as some of the girls I had seen online they still looked enormous and they were perfectly round and smooth.� I stood and stared at them, analyzing every millimeter.� I started at the point where the implants obviously met her ribcage, the sudden change in skin colour and texture was remarkable.� The skin tone was actually several shades lighter than the dark tone that covered the rest of her body and it was so smooth and shiny I could actually see the reflection of the dim floor lamp that stood several feet away.
Her nipples we long and hard, looking like they were being pushed out by the implants under them. They were also dead centre in the middle of her breasts as if positioned there by a precision machine and at the bottom of her areolas was a slight hint of a semicircular scar from her surgery.� She gently slid her hands under each one, cupping them softly.� Then she gave began to squeeze them and I saw even more evidence of just how fake her tits truly were.� Her tits didn�t compress at all as her fingers dug into them, instead for every millimeter her fingers pushed in on one side, the opposite side bulged out.� I was mesmerized by the motion of her tits, pushed in at the bottom and rising on the top.
She then took her hands off her tits and then quickly slapped her hands back onto them grabbing them again.� When her hands made contact with her tits I heard a sound that I my brain told me I must have imagined.� I took a few steps closer to her and I asked her to slap her tits again with her hands.
When she did I heard the sound again and I realized I didn�t imagine it, her tits made a �sloshing� sound.� �Oh my god?!� Is that your implants making that noise?�� I asked rhetorically.
�Mmm hmmm.�� She moaned.� She then grabbed her tits tight and began to shake and jiggle them up and down.� I leaned closer to listen, they sounded like a fucking a washing machine with the water sloshing around inside.
�Sweet Jesus!�� I jumped back a couple of feet, in an utter state of disbelief.� I had never in my life been this excited before.� �God I feel like I�m going to explode!�� I blurted out.
�Umm, I think you already did.�� She said as she looked down at my crotch.� I looked down and saw a huge wet stain that started in my crotch and ran down my leg.� �God when did that happen?�
�I think you�re just a little distracted.�� She walked towards me until she finally pressed her chest against mine.� Her tits felt like balloons that were filled to the bursting point, firm, unyielding and so round!� I felt a quake build deep inside and then suddenly my entire body shook and I almost collapsed to the floor as my knees got weak and gave way.� She reached out and caught my arms to stop me from falling.
I staggered back and sat in a chair.� I took a moment to compose myself as Caramel simply stood in front me and began to play with her tits again.� After a moment I became aware of something wet on my foot.� I looked down to see cum dripping down my leg and soaking through my sock.
�Enough of this shit, I need your tits now!�� I quickly jumped up and starting ripping my clothes off.� Within seconds I was naked.
�My god you�re still hard!�� Caramel exclaimed.� �You really do like my big fake tits don�t you?�
I grabbed her arms and threw her onto the couch.� She was on her back and her tits stuck straight up in the air, her tits looked exactly the same laying down as they did when she was standing, no sag what so ever!� I dove in to suck on her nipples.� As I put my mouth on her tits I actually found it hard to suck on them because they were so round and hard that my mouth couldn�t make a proper seal.� The best I could do was simply run my lips over them and lick them.� My lips glided over her ultra smooth skin and my saliva beaded up and slide down the sides.� After only a minute I felt myself on the verge of cumming yet again.� �I gotta fuck your tits!�
I climbed on top of her and straddled her stomach.� I slide forward until my dick was between her tits.� Her cleavage, despite being almost 5� high, was also over 3� wide so my dick wasn�t touching her tits at all.� I reached out and grabbed her tits to squeeze them together but I couldn�t believe the resistance that I got.� Not only were they rock hard but her skin was pulled so tight that I could barely move them.� I squeezed them together as hard as I could, I could see her face wince with pain as I did and despite that her tits were still about 1/2� apart, but at least they were touching my dick.
I started to pump between them.� They had no lubrication on them and yet my dick glided effortless between them, partly because I couldn�t squeeze them tightly together and partly because her skin was so smooth, like ice.� With each thrust, as my pelvis hit her tits, I could here the saline slosh inside them.� The sound became rhythmic, �Gush, Gush, Gush, Gush.�� When I closed my eyes it didn�t even feel like I was fucking tits, it felt like I was fucking two overfilled water balloons.
I finally couldn�t take anymore and for the 3rd time in less than 10 minutes I shot my load.� My cum squirted out hard and fast and covered her tits and face.� She licked what she could from around her mouth, savoring every drop.� As she did I finally felt my dick start to get soft as I ran out of energy.
�Fuck I�ve never made a guy that excited before, and believe me, I�ve made guys really excited.�� She smiled as she rubbed the cum all over her tits.
I smiled with a tired grin, I was exhausted, my body was now trying to get some energy back.
�You really like implants huh?� I�ve been with guys who were into big tits, but never implants specifically.�
�Ya I�m unique.� I love big tits, but for me the faker they look the better.�
�Really?�� She asked with a slightly skeptical look on her face.� �God you should have seen them after my last filling, they were so swollen and red, the Doctor put more saline in than he should have and I swear they looked like they were going to burst the skin was so tight.�� She looked at me and noticed what was happening to me.
�Jesus Christ you�re hard again!�� She blurted out.� �So me talking about my implants getting filled up and almost bursting makes you hard?�
I nodded as my cock began to throb uncontrollably.� �Please keep talking about them, tell me all about them, tell when you first got them, tell me how big they are, tell me how many times you�ve had surgery and how many times you�ve filled them.� I want every detail.�
�You are kinky hun�I like that.�� She gave a wicked smile then kneeled down in front of me.� She pressed her tits against my legs and then slowly slid her way up my body.� She spoke slowly, �I got my first implants the day I turned 18, I had always wanted big tits and I couldn�t wait even one day longer then I had too.�
�First set?�� I asked.� �So you�ve had more than one set?�
�Oh God yes, this is my 4th set now.�� She said.� �Then I got my second set 8 months later.�
�Wait, wait, too fast.�� I interrupted her.� �Tell me how big were you naturally?� How big was your first set?� Remember, I want every detail.�
�Ok, I was flat as a board, not even an A cup, I was always so jealous of the busty girls in my school I couldn�t take it.� I hated them all so much!� So the day I turned 18 I went from flat to a big C cup instantly, I think they were 350cc.�� Her tits were now in my lap, she grabbed them and squeezed them together as hard as she could to try and wrap them around my cock.
�All the girls were so jealous of me and the boys just loved me.� I had the biggest tits in the school, well, except for a couple of the fat girls, but they don�t count.�� Then I saw a slightly more somber look come over her face as she continued.� �But then a few months later I started College and I saw tons of girls on campus who were bigger than me and I hated it.� So I went back to my doctor again and had my implants replaced with a set of 600cc silicones.� I instantly went up to a DDD cup and I loved it!�
I felt my cock throb like I was about to cum!� I concentrated and held it back as hard as I could.� She could tell just how close I was, �Well well, somebody likes my story.� Shall I continue?�
I nodded again, unable to speak as I clung to the very edge of loosing control.
�About a year later a guy from a local strip club came up me one day and offered me a job, he said I could make $1000 in a night easily with my tits.� Like any other student I was desperate for cash so I decided to try it.� I started stripping and I was making great money, until a new girl started one day, a girl with even bigger tits than me.�
�Were they implants or was she natural?�� I asked, hoping to God she was going to say implants.
�Oh they were implants, 800cc to be exact!� She said as she began to move her tits up and down on my shaft.� �I remember that number vividly, because the next day I went back to my Doctor and asked him for 900cc implants!�
My cock began to throb again, threatening to blow it�s load. She quickly backed away from me, �Oh no no no no, you�re not going to cum yet, I still have more to go.�
She continued, �Two weeks later I was a G cup and I looked way bigger than that other skank at the club because my frame is much smaller.� I loved my new tits, I loved how sexy they were, I loved how they looked on me and I loved the attention I got.� After I got those I started making almost $2000 a night.� Within a week I had my new tits paid for.�
She slowly leaned back into me and wrapped her tits around my shaft again.� �Things were great again for about 6 months, then one night I overheard the other girl talking about getting even bigger implants so she could be bigger than me.� I nearly lost my mind at the thought of that.� I immediately called my doctor and asked for the biggest possible implants he could get for me.�
My cock throbbed again and this time I lost control and cum erupted 4 feet into the air. �Tsk, tsk tsk, you weren�t supposed to cum yet.� Do my implants turn you on that much?�� She asked knowing damn well what the answer was.
�You know they do, please don�t stop.�� I noticed my tone was almost begging.� Never in my life before had I ever �begged� a woman for anything, but I was on the verge of getting on my knees to beg her not to stop talking about her tits.
�My doctor found these implants for me.�� She cupped her tits lovingly.� �Saline tissue expanders rated to 1800cc.�� My cock which momentarily was getting soft, was now rock hard and at attention again.
�When I had these put in I was able to immediately get 1100cc in them and the Doctor promised he could pump in more saline later for me.�� She leaned in again and wrapped her tits around my shaft and started squeezing.� �It only took 4 months for me to get bored of them at that size, even though the other girl at the club never ended up getting the bigger implants she wanted, I still wanted to make mine bigger again.� I realized I was getting addicted to them growing ever few months.� Addicted to the increase of power I got every time I increased my tits.�� My cock throbbed between her tits and she smiled at me.
�The first filling I had the doctor added 150cc to each, making them 1250cc total, it was so exhilarating watching them grow and feeling my skin getting tighter and tighter.� Then my next filling the doctor was only supposed to put in 150cc again because he didn�t think my skin would stretch enough to handle anymore than that, but he got carried away and put in 250cc.� I was enjoying it so much I didn�t even notice the pain of them being overfilled that much until after.� I swear I thought my tits were going to burst.�
And with that comment my cock erupted yet again covering her tits and running down her wide cleavage.� I must have passed out after that because the next thing I remember was waking up and seeing Caramel getting dressed.
�Where are you going?�� I asked.
�Sweetie, I�ve been here 2 hours now, I think it�s time I left.�
�No don�t go, stay here, please.�� I was starting to beg again.� �I need your tits.�
�I�d love to, but I have other appointments tonight, I got a lot of men to keep happy you know.�� She winked at me.� �How about I come over again tomorrow?�
I realized I probably needed more sleep anyways and accepted my defeat.� �Ok, I�ll email you to set up a time.� Your money is in an envelope on the table by the elevator.�
�Ya I know, I already found it.�� She lifted the envelope out of her bag to show me.� She walked over to me and put her tits in my face.� �Email me, I know you want to enjoy these again.�� Then she turned and walked to the elevator and left.
Chapter
2 � The Return
I slept for 14 hours straight that night, it was the best night�s sleep I�d had in over 3 months.� I woke up the next morning feeling alive again, for the first time since Melinda dumped me I finally felt good.� I got up, had some coffee and I made the bold decision to go out for breakfast.
It was the first time I had left my condo in over 2 months, it was weird but it was nice to get the fresh air.� The tabloid reporters all followed me to my favorite restaurant but the management at the restaurant made them stay outside.� At first I was still uncomfortable being around people, after all I�d been living like a hermit, but after about 15 minutes of sitting in the comfortable surrounding of my favorite restaurant I was becoming accustomed to it again.
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The biggest difference I had noticed in myself was how I was now looking at the women around me.� Every time I saw a woman I immediately looked at and studied her tits, trying to determine if she had implants or not.� Most women of course were not enhanced, but one waitress obviously had what I guessed were about 350cc or 400cc implants making her a large C cup.� Her very tight and unbutton shirt showed them off well.� Every time she walked past me my dick got hard just as if I was looking at porn.
I was enjoying my breakfast of eggs over easy and potatoes when I noticed a busty girl walk in the front door.� I had been looking down at my food but her tits were so big that I couldn�t help but see them out of the corner of my eye.� I quickly looked up and saw a gorgeous set of what I could only guess were F or G cups.� They were barely concealed behind a thin white blouse that showed all the lacy detail of her oversized bra.� I stared and analyzed them, my dick was ready to get rock hard, then I felt a small pang of disappointment as I noticed that they were very soft and jiggling.� Funny how only 2 months ago I would have been turned on beyond all belief by a big natural set of tits like hers, now I almost didn�t care.� I looked back down at my eggs and began to cut off a piece.
�Jack?� Jack is that you?!�� A voice called out.
�Ah crap!�� I thought to myself.� I was really hoping to not see anyone I knew today but I should have known that was asking too much.� I looked up from my plate to see if I could spot who was calling me.� I scanned around the restaurant looking, my eyes came to rest again on the girl with the big natural F cups, then I realized her arm was moving.� I finally raised my eyes above her chest and noticed that she was waiving in my direction.� I then focused on her face and my heart literally skipped a beat.� Melinda!
�Jack it IS you!�� She said loudly as she trotted over to my table, her tits jiggling like a bowl of Jell-O.� �Oh my God how are you?�� She continued as she pulled out a chair and sat down.
�Ah � I�m ok.� How are you?�� I asked as my heart was racing.� I was beginning to think I might just have a heart attack at the age of 18.� I thought I was over her, I thought I had moved on, but clearly my heart had not moved on.� I looked at her and all I wanted was to be with her again.� I realized she had been talking and I wasn�t listening to her, I finally snapped out of my trance in time to hear her say�
�I was stupid Jack, I�m so sorry, I was a fool to leave you.� I was scared, I�m young and I didn�t want to make a mistake and I panicked.� Is there any possible way for us to get back together again?�� She said as tears steamed down her face.
I hated her so much, but I also still loved her.� She broke my heart and crushed my spirit.� She was the reason my life had been a living hell the last 2 months, but the thought of getting back together with her melted my heart.
�Let�s go back to my place and talk.�� I said as I pulled out a $50 bill and left it on the table.
Ten minutes later we were back at my condo.� The press had a field day with us when we walked out of the restaurant, asking �Are you back together?� �� Have you two reconciled?� �� Is the wedding back on?�� I was glad to leave them behind again.
We were in the elevator going up to my penthouse, we stood there for a moment on opposite sides of the small space staring at each other.� Then, as if on cue, we both leapt at each other and began ripping each other�s clothes off.
The doors opened and we continued into my condo ripping and pulling off clothes and flinging them across the room.� I fumbled with the clasps on her big bra and got fed up and simply broke them and ripped the bra off.� I began sucking on her soft sensual tits, I could feel her nipples getting hard in my mouth.
�Fuck me Jack, fuck me now!�� She pleaded.
She laid down on the couch and I got on top of her.� As I reached down to grab my cock to guide it into her waiting pussy I got a huge shock, my cock was only semi-hard.
�What�s wrong?�� Melinda asked, she must have noticed the look on my face.� This had never ever happened to me before, this wasn�t normal.� What the fuck was going on with me?� I starting thinking about Caramel and how I had been hard for almost an entire hour, how her implants had turned me on so much that I came 4 times and I was still hard.� Why the fuck wasn�t I hard now?
Then I noticed my dick getting harder in my hand and I realized what the problem was.� I was now so obsessed with implants that I couldn�t get hard for Melinda�s natural tits.� So I started to think about Caramel and her implants more and I felt my dick quickly rise to attention, within 15 seconds I was rock solid.� I took my dick and shoved into Melinda�s tight pussy.� As I fucked her all I could now think about was Caramel�s amazing round hard tits.� I was fucking Melinda hard and fast and after only 30 seconds I came with an explosion inside her.
We both lay there for a moment, then Melinda spoke up, �Wow
you must have really been excited, you�ve never cum that fast before.� It�s ok though sweetheart, I know it�s been a
while for you.�� She said in a loving
tone as she wrapped her arms around me.� As
I laid on top her, the woman I still so desperately loved, I was concerned,
because all I could think about now was the hooker I was with yesterday and her
amazing implants.� It was at least 15
minutes before I cold finally clear the images of
Melinda and I ended up spending the entire day together, we talked and laughed just like old times, it was like nothing had ever happened between us.� She explained to me how scared she was about marring me so young and that she just used the pre-nup as an excuse to get out of our engagement.� She then told me how much she missed me and that the last 2 months made her realize just how badly she really did want to be with me for the rest of her life and that the money in the pre-nup didn�t matter to her anymore.
That night we went out to dinner to celebrate us getting back together and just before dessert arrived I got down on one knee and proposed to her, again.� She was so excited she screamed out loud and the whole restaurant heard her.� Right after dinner we rushed home, barely able to keep our clothes on before we got into my penthouse.
By the time we made it into the bed we were both naked and feeling up each other�s bodies.� As usual I focused almost exclusively on her tits, grabbing them, licking them, sucking them and playing with them.� I got on top of her to fuck her and again, to my chagrin, I wasn�t totally hard.� I quickly thought about Caramel again, I thought about her gorgeous, ultra round, hard, implanted tits.� I got hard instantly and quickly began to fuck Melinda harder than I had ever fucked her before.� As I was pumping her it didn�t take long for me to start feeling the sensation that I was about to cum.� I stopped thinking about Caramel for a few seconds and the sensation went away, but as soon I started thinking about implants again I felt myself about to cum.
The only way I could sustain myself was to think about Caramel and then stop, then think about her or any one else�s implants again and stop.� My arousal was going through a constant state of up and down.� I couldn�t stay hard unless I thought about implants but if I thought about them too long I�d cum too fast.
Finally after 10 minutes I couldn�t take it anymore, I had to release myself.� I pulled out of Melinda�s pussy, as I did I thought about Caramel filling up her implants even more, imaging the doctor pressing down on a syringe filled with saline and watching that fluid rush into her already overfilled tits stretching her skin even more.� I came with a loud groan and cum gushed out of my cock.� It felt like I came for 5 minutes, even though I know it was only a few seconds, it felt like forever.� I had never cum that hard before in my life, cum flew across the room and covered everything in its path.� When I was done I looked down at Melinda to see her totally drenched in cum and looking a little shocked.
�Jesus Christ ��� She looked down at herself.� �Wow I�ve never seen this much cum in my life!�� She smiled up at me.� �God I love you!�
Chapter
3 � �Chapter 11�
The next day I decided I should tell my family about Melinda and me getting back together again so I went to their house upstate to tell them the good news.� They were shocked but happy that I had finally come out of hiding.
�So what made you come all the way up here all of a sudden?�� My Dad started.� �I mean, you�ve haven�t left your place in months, we were beginning to think you�d never leave.�
�Well I have some good news that I wanted to share with you.�� I said with a big smile on my face.� �Melinda and I are back together again and we�re planning on getting married again.�
My parent�s exchanged looks and then looked back at me.� They both had the same look on their faces, they looked confused and concerned.� �Um�sweetie��� My mother was the first to speak.� �Are you sure that�s such a good idea after what happened last time?� I mean especially now more than ever she�s probably trying to get her hooks into you.�
�Huh?�� Now I was confused.� �What you do mean now more than ever?�� I asked.
My father took over from this point.� �She didn�t tell you what�s going on?�� I simply shook my head.� �Her family is broke.� They got nothing left, their business is about to go bankrupt and her father made some big gambles on the stock market in a desperate attempt to raise capitol, he ended up loosing everything they had.�
�But � but I�ve never heard anything.�
My father continued, �It�s not public yet, I only know because her father called me last week trying to get me to loan him some money.� Of course I refused.�� My father snorted as he said that.� �Imagine the nerve asking me for money after the way Melinda treated you.�
�Don�t trust her Jack, she�s poor and she desperately needs money now.�� My mother cautioned me.� �You know her, she�s too stuck up to ever work for a living, her only hope is to land a rich man to support her.�
It all made sense now, why she was so willing to marry me again, why she didn�t care about how little money she would get in the pre-nup.� At this point anything was better than nothing for her.
I left my parents house a few hours later after spending some time getting caught up with them on other events in their lives.� I went back to my penthouse to contemplate what I was going to do now.
I was torn, I really honestly and truly loved Melinda, I really wanted to marry her and spend the rest of my life with her.� But I felt like a fool wanting to marry someone who didn�t really want to be with me, someone who was using me just to get something superficial in return.
Then my computer chimed as a new email arrived.� I took a break from my deep thinking to check it.� To my surprise and excitement it was from Caramel.
�Hey lover boy, you want to hook up tonight?� I thought you might enjoy these.�� Attached to the email was a series of pictures of herself, four pictures in total, the first showing her flat-as-a-board chest, the second with her C cup implants, the third with her DDD implants in a bikini and the last one with her now her colossal 1500cc J cups!
�God I could marry Caramel just for her tits!�� I said out loud.� Then the light bulb went off above my head.� An idea so brilliant I nearly blinded myself.
Chapter
4 � The Idea
That night I put Phase 1 of my plan into action.� I invited Melinda over to my place to spend the evening.� I never told her that I knew she was poor, I figured if she wanted to tell me she would, if not, it didn�t really matter.
I needed to ease Melinda into my idea so I started small. I couldn�t just come out and say everything that I wanted to do or she�d go running again, poor or not poor. I told her about my new fetish for huge tits, BE and breasts implants.� She took it well, she�d always been very open to sexual fetishes and into exploring our sexual selves.� I showed her the website that I liked to frequent and the models that I lusted after.� She simply accepted that this was now who I was and this is what I liked.� Was it any wonder why I loved her so much?� Phase 1 was now completed.
Over the next couple of weeks, as we began to plan our wedding, I also asked her to participate more and more in my fetish.� She began talking dirty to me about wanting implants as we were having sex, she let me watch big fake titted porn and finally I actually got her to do some Role Playing by stuffing some water filled balloons in a bra.� It was now time for Phase 2.
We were lying in bed after another fantastic night of fucking while she had balloons stuffed in her bra.� �I have a confession to make.�� I said.
She simply looked at me and said, �Ok.�
�It�s about my obsession for implants.� It�s not just that I like them or that they arouse more � I need them to be aroused.�
The look on her face changed to one of surprise.� She didn�t say anything for a second as she absorbed what I had just told her.� Finally she broke her silence, �So, what you�re saying is you can�t become aroused unless I pretend I have implants?�� I nodded as she continued.� �But that doesn�t make sense, we�ve had sex lots of other times when we didn�t talk about implants at all.�
�Well we may not have talked about them, but I was thinking about them.�� I can�t even get hard anymore unless I do.�
�Wow.��� She said looking very confused.� �So what exactly are you telling me?�
�I want you to get breast implants.�� Her face turned to one of utter shock.� I then continued, �Correction, I need you to get breast implants.� The fantasy we do is great and all but to be honest I�m getting a little bored of it.� The only way to keep me interested is you need to actually have implants.�
�Oh my God!� I�m already a fucking F cup and you want me to make them bigger?!� Jesus I�ll look fucking ridiculous, I�ll look like one of those porn bimbos!� I�m a high class socialite not a porn star!�� She got out of bed and quickly got dressed.
�Fantasy is one thing but what you�re asking for is just not going to happen.�� She said as she struggled to pull her tight shirt over her braless F cup tits.� Without another word she left.
I lay there wondering what would happen now.� If I was right about her, and I was sure that I was, it would only be a matter of time before she�d come crawling back to me and give into my demands.� I could picture her going home, seeing the all furniture in her house being reposed by her father�s creditors and realizing her only option was to be with me, no matter what it took.� So now I just had to wait.
Chapter
5 � �I love it when I plan comes together�
She took a little longer than I suspected, 2 weeks to be exact.� Not one phone call, not one email, nothing.� Until one day she simply showed up at my penthouse.� As soon as the elevator doors opened, she ran to me and hugged me.
�God Jack I�m sorry, I was a fool.� I love you to much and I can�t live without you.�� She leaned back and I could see tears streaming down her cheeks.� �I�ll do whatever it takes to be with you.� If you need me to have implants, then I�ll get implants.�
I felt my cock get rock hard and it only took a few seconds for Melinda to feel it too.� �That�s great baby, I love you so much too!� So what made you change your mind?�
�Well it was just the shock of it all, I mean I�ve always been the bustiest girl wherever I go.� Anytime I walk in a room I get noticed, people often whisper and sometimes even point.� I don�t mind when it�s positive attention that I get from men, but it�s the negative attention I don�t like.�� So when you asked me to make my breasts even bigger it took a while for me to get used to the idea of being even more of a spectacle than I already am.�� She squeezed me tighter and pulled her chest tight against mine.� �I also realized that I want to do whatever it takes to make you happy.�
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�You have remarkable breasts.�� The Doctor said and he finished his exam of Melinda.� �Perfect for implants.�� He showed a slightly unprofessional smile as he walked back behind his desk.� I had started my search for a doctor willing to do a large augmentation a few weeks back, in anticipation of Melinda getting my dream implants.� Luckily I was able to find a local doctor who not only said he was willing to do it, but that he had also performed a few and was also able to get whatever sized implants we needed.
�What do you mean perfect?�� Melinda asked.
The Doctor sat back down in his chair before he continued.� �Your skin is very elastic, very stretchy, which means that I should have no problem giving you the implants that you want.� Most other women wouldn�t even be able to come to close to the size you want in their first operation.�
�And what size is that?�� Melinda asked turning to look at me, knowing that I had already discussed with the Doctor how big I wanted her to be.
I smiled and replied, �2000cc.�
�What?!�� She said loudly.� She was clearly surprised by the outrageous size.� She then took a few deep breaths to calm down.� �Ok, if that�s what you want.�� She smiled back at me and reached out and took my hand.
�Do you have any samples of your work that I could see?�� I asked the doctor hoping that he�d have some great before and after pictures.� �Preferably of your larger augmentations.�
The Doctor grabbed a binder on his desk and handed it to me.� �You�ll find a few in here that are quite large, none as big as 2000cc, but a couple that are close.�
I opened the book, already getting hard in anticipation of what I was about to see, after all this was porn for me.� The first few pages were your typical before and after photos, women who went from perky a B cup to a D, or were flat and saggy and plumped them up to a nice DD cup.� Then I turned the page and saw a woman who had obviously not been happy with her first two augmentations and had gone back for a third.� Her progression was amazing, she started as a natural C cup and got 650cc implants, then went back and got 800cc, then went back a third time and got 1100cc.� I was now throbbing inside my pants as I turned the page again to see the next patient.
�Caramel!�� I couldn�t stop myself saying her name out loud as I saw her amazing body on the page in front of me.� Her face, like all the other women, was not shown, but I could tell it was her.� The image of her tits was permanently burned into my brain.
�What did you say?� Melinda asked.
�Oh � I�m just blown away by this caramel colored beauty.�� I said in an effort to cover up my slip.
Melinda looked at me with a little skepticism but then seemed to shift her focus back to the pictures of Caramel.� �God I have to admit she actually does look hot, I didn�t think tits that big could look sexy, but she pulls it off.�
I barely heard what Melinda said, my mind was racing with thoughts and images of Caramel. It had been so long since I had seen her, it felt like an eternity.� It was her tits that I pictured in my mind 99% of the time when I was fucking Melinda.� I loved her tits so much, but I also hated that someone that I had spent only one night with weeks ago was still dominating my thoughts.
I was now sexually frustrated, I slammed the book shut and looked up at the doctor.� �Ok doctor, you�ve convinced me that you do great work, lets get started on this.�
The doctor opened his schedule book.� �Ok, the 2000cc expanders can be here in 3 weeks, so let�s schedule your surgery for 4 weeks from now, ok?�� Melinda turned to me looking for confirmation.
�That will be fine, we�ll see then.�
Chapter
6 � Pre-nup Redux
A week later we were at the lawyer�s office.� The scene seemed familiar, Melinda and I sitting there, me with my lawyer and her with her lawyer.� Her lawyer started going over the basics with her.� �Everything is the same as last time, you�re base amount in the event of a divorce is $500,000�.
Then he got into of the specifics of the new sections.� �So there are now 2 new clauses,� Item 2.14, In the event that Jack can be proven unfaithful to you during the time of your marriage, you will get half of his entire estate.�� She nodded in agreement.
Her lawyer continued.� �Then there is this clause which I highly recommend you have taken out.�� Item 2.15, Melinda agrees to get breast implants prior to the wedding day that will be as large as medically possible (to be determined by a medical professional).� Furthermore, in order to qualify for any settlement the total volume of the breast implants must have a minimum total volume of 2000cc each at the time of filing for divorce.� Furthermore she agrees that removing said implants during the marriage will reduce her settlement to $100,000.� And� ��
�Yes yes yes, I know what it says.�� She interrupted him.� She looked at me and smiled.� �I want to do whatever it takes to make him the happiest man in the world.�
Her lawyer conceded.� �Your funeral.�� He said dryly and rolled his eyes.� �Ok, just sign here then.�� He handed her a pen and she began signing the pages in front of her.� I couldn�t help but get excited, knowing that no matter what happened between us in the future, she�d always have the implants that I needed so badly.
Chapter
7 � Dream Come True
The next three weeks were the longest of my life.� I was counting down the days, the hours and the minutes until Melinda got the breast implants of my dreams.� Finally the day came, I woke up exhausted.� The night before we had sex 3 times and then after Melinda fell asleep I had to jerk off 4 more times throughout the night because I was just so excited.
We arrived at the clinic early of course, we had to wait outside as they hadn�t even opened the doors yet.� As soon as I saw someone unlock the doors I practically ran inside dragging Melinda in behind.
The nurse took Melinda in right away to get her dressed and prepped for surgery.� After about 15 minutes she asked me to come in the room as the Doctor was about to mark her up.
�Morning Doc.�� I said, barely able to contain my excitement.
�Ah good morning Mr. Rich, today�s the �big� day� He winked.� �I�m just going to put my guide marks on Melinda and then we�ll take her into surgery.��� He took out his black marker and began drawing on Melinda�s skin.� He started at the side of her breast and then lifted her breast up and continued the line underneath.� I was amazed given how big her breasts already were that he was drawing the line so far below them.
�This line here shows where I�m going to have to increase the size of the pocket inside the breast to hold the implants.� As you can you see I�m going to increase it a lot to fit these implants in.�� He drew a line on the other side and then proceeded to draw two more lines way above her breasts as well.� �And we�re going to make sure your implants sit nice and high on your chest.�� He then finished up his last line and put the cap back on the marker.� �Ok, all done.� Let�s get you into surgery.�� He motioned to her to get onto the gurney.� He then turned to me and pointed towards a door , �And Mr. Rich you can go in there to wash up and put your scrubs on.�
Melinda sat up when she heard that.� �Huh?� You mean you�re coming into the surgery?�
�Are you kidding?� Of course I am, I wouldn�t miss this for the world!�� I said excitedly.
Fifteen minutes later I was standing in front of Melinda as she lay on the operating table, her bare chest exposed.� Her breasts lay on her chest like typical large breasts, hanging slightly to the side towards her armpits.� The Doctor�s black marks encircled her breasts like 2 large plates.� I took a deep breath and turned on my video camera which I had just finished setting up on a tripod.
The door opened and the Doctor walked in, �Ah Mr. Rich, want to see the implants we�ll be using?�� He walked over to the counter and picked up a large plastic package and held it up to me.
I walked over to get a closer look.� I looked through the clear bag but couldn�t see anything inside.� �Where is it?�
The Doctor looked at me puzzled.� �What do you mean �where is it?� you�re looking at it!�
It hit me like a ton of bricks, the large plastic bag that I thought was the packaging was actually the implant!� �All of that?!�� I said in shock.
The Doctor now looked a little concerned.� �I�m sorry Mr. Rich, I thought this is what you wanted, this is a 4000cc expander which is what you said you wanted me to order.� If you want we can cancel today and I can order a smaller ��
�No, no, no, I�m sorry, it�s just a shock to me that�s all.�� I began to notice my face getting cold as all the blood drained out of it.� I quickly realized where all the blood went as I felt a pain in my crotch as my cock began to throb.� �It�s perfect!�
�Very well Mr. Rich.�� The Doctor said and he placed the implant back on the counter.� He then turned to the Anesthesiologist, �Ok put her under.�
The Anesthesiologist put a mask over Melinda�s face, just as she started to say, �Wait, can I see the implants?�� Within 3 seconds she was unconscious
I watched in awe as the Doctor performed his magic, observing and relishing every little detail.� For most people watching a surgery like this would make them sick, but I was aroused and throbbing for almost three hours straight!�� I watched as he inserted the empty implants into her chest.� I was amazed how the empty bag, even when compressed completely into a tight ball, was still larger than the �average� sized implants that most women get.� This was the most aroused I had been since my night with Caramel over 3 months before and it was about to get better.
With the implants now in her chest and the incisions closed up, I couldn�t believe how the implants had already increased her breasts at least a couple of cup sizes, and they were still empty!� I was so preoccupied with staring at her tits that I didn�t even notice the Doctor preparing for the next step in the procedure.
I snapped out of my trance when the Doctor�s hand entered my field of vision.� I saw him as he inserted a needle directly under Melinda�s left armpit.� The needle had a long thin tube sticking out with a plastic connector at the other end.� He then plugged another tube into the connector, the new tube was connected to a very large and fancy looking syringe, this thing looked like something a mad scientist would use.� It had a handle that looked more like a trigger and another tube that came out of the side.� I looked at the markings on the cylinder and saw that it held 200cc.
�Ok let�s get started.�� The Doctor said as he pulled up on the plunger.� The 2nd tube led into a container filled with a clear fluid, saline. �The saline rushed into the large cylinder as he pulled the plunger up further and further.� He then flipped a smaller switch on the syringe and pushed down on the plunger.� I looked intently at Melinda�s left breast, expecting to see it rise as the Doctor pushed the saline into it, but I saw nothing.
�Whew!�� The Doctor said a little exasperated.� �This is going to take a long time.�� He rested his hand for a second before pushing back down on the plunger again.
�Why is it going so slow?�� I asked impatiently.
�Simple mathematics and physics.�� The Doctor replied, expecting me to understand what he was talking about.� When he saw the blank look on my face he explained further.� �All this fluid has to be pushed through a very tiny little needle.�� He paused as he thought, �imagine trying to fill an Olympic sized swimming pool with a garden hose, it�s going to take a long time.� That, plus I need a lot of pressure to force her skin to stretch, so it�s not easy to push this thing.�� His face winced slightly as he continued pushing on the plunger.
I sat and I watched for exactly 68 more minutes as the doctor forced the saline into Melinda�s implants.� I relished every second that ticked by as the Doctor continued to push and push and push.� Even though it was going so slow that I couldn�t actually notice them growing, I knew they were and that was enough to keep me raging hard the entire time.� It was at the 32 minute mark that I first saw the real evidence of just how big they were getting, that was when I first noticed the ridge appear at her side, that gorgeous ridge where the implant projects off the side off her ribcage because it simply doesn�t have the room to grow anywhere else.
�Well I was right.�� The Doctor started.� �They are remarkable and perfect for implants.�� He wiped the sweat of his brow.� �They just kept stretching and stretching, I�ve never seen anything quite like it, but then again I�ve never seen a woman with such large natural breasts get implants.�
�So that�s the most they�ll take?�� I asked, I was a little disappointed, I actually thought they�d be bigger.
�Well to be honest I think they can take more, but��
I cut him off.� �Then do it!� Put more in!�� I demanded.
�Well I�d love too.�� He paused for a moment and turned back and looked at her, �I really would love too.�� He sighed and then turned back to look at me.� �But I ran out of saline, I never thought she�d be able to handle 1500cc in each breast, that�s 3 Litres in total.� Normally I�d be able to do 5 patients with that much.�
I looked back over at Melinda, her tits were a sight to behold. Laying on the operating table with large sheets in front of her head and covering the rest of her body, all I could see were these two giant flesh colored balloons projecting up from her chest.� They had some bandages on them and some bruising had already started to show, but God they looked so hot!
Chapter
8 � Recovery and acceptance
Melinda�s recovery was as remarkable as her breasts.� Within three weeks she was pain free and the swelling and bruising had all disappeared.� She quickly accepted her new figure and began to flaunt it, especially around me.
Her wardrobe changed from the typical high fashion glamour that she was accustomed to wearing on a daily basis to a much more sultry, almost slutty, combination of low cut tight tops and shorter skirts.� She still wore conservative outfits whenever she had one of her fancy socialite events, but even in a conservative top there was no hiding her massive K cup tits.
Her friends all talked about her behind her back, I know because I overheard them on more than one occasion.� Hell, they talked about me too, about what a freak I was for making her get tits like that.� But I didn�t care.
Finally the �big� day came, our wedding!� When I saw Melinda walk down the aisle in her low cut strapless white dress, her boobs bulging out the top like two giant water balloons, I couldn�t hide my excitement from the crowd of over 1000 family and friends in the church who had gathered to watch us.� Even the media managed to snap a few pictures of my �excitement� which of course made the front page of the tabloids the next day.� But I didn�t care.
Chapter
9 � The Inflation
It was now three months since Melinda�s surgery and two months since we tied the knot. �Life was good, for the most part.� We were happy in our new lives and the sex had been absolutely fucking amazing!� Melinda�s tits while massively huge were also quite soft and perfect to tit fucking!� But the last few weeks I�d been feeling something different, something that I feared would happen, something that I knew would happen.� I was getting bored of Melinda�s tits.
�I want them bigger� Melinda said as she looked down at her chest.� She was driving as I looked at her stunned in the passenger seat.� �That�s where we�re going right now, I made an appointment with Doctor.� Surprise honey!�
�Oh my God!�� It was all I could manage to say at that moment.
�I know you�re starting to get bored of them, I can see it in the way you look at them, so I thought it was time for an upgrade.�� She said as she took both hands off the wheel and started to rub them.� I didn�t even try to stop her, I simply reached my hand out and grabbed the wheel to steady the car as she continued to fondle them for a few seconds before she put her hands back on the wheel.
I didn�t realize my mood towards her tits was that obvious, I never thought she�d know that I was getting bored of them.� But I have to give her credit for the way she was choosing to deal with it.
When we arrived we checked in with the receptionist.� �Ah yes, Mrs. Rich,� the receptionist started as she looked at her computer screen, �it�s says you�re here for a post-op check up and a ��� she stopped and looked up at Melinda and then looked at her chest.� �� and a filling?� Is that right?�
�Yes that�s right.�� Melinda said as she trusted her chest out.
The receptionist quietly mumbled something to herself, I swear I heard her say �God two freaks in one day what are the odds?�� I opened my mouth to ask her to repeat herself but she cut me off.
�Follow me please, I�ll take you to the exam room.�� She stood and motioned for us to follow her.
We waited there for 10 minutes until the Doctor arrived.� He was talking to someone else in another room down the hall as he walked in �� such a big enlargement she has to wait at least half an hour and let me check her again before she can leave.�
It was amazing how we were there to enlarge my wife�s tits, but at this moment my mind was now totally pre-occupied with the woman that the Doctor was talking about.� I was imaging what size she might be for the Doctor to use the term �big enlargement�, was she maybe only 600 or 700cc, or was she bigger than Melinda?� Then I remembered what I thought I heard the receptionist say, about �two freaks in one day�, my mind began to race, I had to know how big this other mystery woman was, this woman who was at this moment only a few feet away in another room.
�Uh � honey I gotta ��� I thought for a second.� �� I gotta go to the wash room, I�ll be right back.�� I didn�t give her a chance to say anything as I rushed out the door into the hallway.� I began to walk in the direction that the Doctor had been looking when he was talking before.� I came to the first room and the door was open but the room was empty.� I continued to the next room, the door was closed and a sign said �Exam in Progress�.� I didn�t even knock, I just opened the door.
�Oh Doctor thank God you�re back, I need to get going.�� I heard a voice say as I opened the door.� It wasn�t until the door was almost totally open that I was finally able to see the exam table with a women laying down on it.� She was wearing a standard hospital type gown that simply draped over her body, but it wasn�t draped on her body like it normally would be on an average person, this gown looked more like a tent!� Her chest was sticking up about 10� from the rest of her body, the gown was being pulled so far up that it didn�t even cover her waist I could clearly see her French cut panties.� I felt a lump in my throat and knot in my stomach.
My eyes finally made their way up to her face and that�s when I almost gagged.� �Caramel?�
�Well if it isn�t Mr. Rich?�� She said as gave me a big smile.
�I � I � I � uh�� I was speechless.
�You have such a way with words Mr. Rich.�� She winked at me.� �I take it you like what you see so far?�� All I could do was nod.� She motioned for me to step closer and then whispered, �Wanna see what�s under the gown?�� I nodded again.
The gown hadn�t been tied around her so all she had to do was simply pull it down.� As she pulled on it all I could do was stare at the fabric as I saw it travel down from her neck then take a sharp turn up, across, and then down again, much like taking the cover off a car.� Once the neck line past the midway point of her breasts the gown simply fell down the rest of the way.
I moaned loudly as I looked at what were the biggest implants I had even seen in person.� Only a few porn models in the world had bigger implants than her.� I tried to compare them to something, something of equal size and shape.� �Bowling balls?� Right shape but too small.�� I said to myself as I thought further.� �Basketballs!�
�Basketballs?�� She asked with a weird smirk on her face.
�Oh�sorry, I didn�t mean to say that out loud.� You�re tits � well they look like basketballs.� I can�t even begin to tell you how hot I think that is.�
She looked at my crotch.� �Oh I can see.�� She smiled as she reached out and began to rub my cock through my pants.� God it felt good.� Then my mind returned back to reality and I jumped back.
�Oh my God.� Sorry, but � well � I�m married now.�� I said.
�Ohhhhh, right, I remember seeing your wedding on Entertainment Tonight, you married that socialite with the big boobs right?�� She looked down at her tits and continued.� �Well, big to most people anyways.� She laughed for a moment and then her look got more serious.� �Look, I know we only spent one night together but I�m a good judge of character, are you really happy with her?� I mean an obsession like yours doesn�t go away and I KNOW you want her tits to be like mine.�� She began to rub her tits all around, highlighting how big they truly were, her hands were dwarfed by their sheer volume.� �No, scratch that, I know you want her tits BIGGER than mine don�t you?�
I stood and stared at her as I thought about what she had just said to me.� �How dare she?�� I thought to myself.� �Who the fuck is she to judge me like that?� She doesn�t know me that well.�� I was pissed.� I turned to leave the room without saying a word, before I got to the door Caramel started again.
�So why are you here today anyways?� Why are you in a plastic surgery clinic?�� She asked in a knowing tone.
I stopped dead in my tracks as I realized what she was getting at.� I was here because I wasn�t happy with Melinda�s tits anymore, I was here because I wanted � no, I needed Melinda to be even bigger.� I was bored with her tits and I needed her tits to be filled up even more.� �Shit!�� I said out loud when it finally occurred to me that Caramel was 100% right about me.
I turned back and looked at her and looked at her tits, her skin straining and swollen and her nipples perfectly centered at the top as if positioned by an engineer.� I couldn�t help myself from asking, �So, exactly how big are your tits now?�
She smiled with an almost evil grin as she knew she got to me.� �3000cc.�
I felt my cock flex with excitement. �Fuck, I didn�t need to hear that.�� I said.� �I gotta go, my wife is waiting for me.�� I turned again and walked out the door.
I heard Caramel say as I was in the hall, �See you soon.�
As I walked back to Melinda�s room I tried desperately to clear my head, to erase what I just saw, I couldn�t do it.� Every time I thought of Melinda getting her tits pumped all I could think of was that they were still going to be smaller than Caramel�s, that they were still not going to be big enough for me.� I couldn�t stop thinking about how desperately I wanted to feel Caramel�s tits, suck them and put my dick between her rock hard overstretched plastic balloon-like tits.
�Hey sweetie.�� Melinda said as I walked back in the room.� �Everything ok, you look pale and sweaty, you got a fever?�
I didn�t realize that how I was feeling was now manifesting
itself physically.� I raised my hand to
my forehead and realized it was covered in sweat.� �No fever, I think I just ate something that
didn�t agree with me.� I�ll be ok.�
�Like what you see?�� She asked.� I looked down at her and noticed that the Doctor had hooked up a narrow plastic tube under each of her armpits.� �Only a few more minutes till they�re bigger!�� She smiled.
The Doctor came back in the room and closed the door.� �Okay, sorry for the delay, lets get down to business.� Now Mr. Rich I explained to your wife while you were out that we�re going to add about 500 to 600cc�s since it�s only been three months since her surgery and �.�
�No, I want 3000cc!�� I cut him off.
�Excuse me?� 3000cc?�� He asked stunned.
�I want her tits to be 3000cc each, minimum!� So I want 1500cc added to each.�
The Doctor cleared his throat before continuing.� �Ah � Mr. Rich, I can�t just add 1500cc, that would double the volume in them now, that�s just too much at once.�
�Listen to me, I need this to happen do you understand me?� I NEED this to happen!� I�ll give you anything you want, money is no object.� Just do it!�� I could feel my blood pressure rising.
The Doctor thought a moment.� �I can�t make any promises Mr. Rich, I will put in as much as I can but I�ll stop as soon as I think Mrs. Rich�s health will be compromised.�
�Fine.�� I said dryly.� �Come on what are you waiting for?�� I motioned to him to start.
The Doctor and the nurse each grabbed a syringe and filled it with saline.� The Doctor went to Melinda�s right side while the nurse went to Melinda�s left side.� They each attached their syringe to the tubes leading into Melinda�s implants.
They each began to push on their syringes and just like the last time it was a slow process.� Once again my cock was raging hard in anticipation, I starred intently at her tits, watching her skin closely desperately looking for any sign of change that showed that they were indeed getting bigger.� But even as I looked at her I couldn�t get the image of Caramel�s massive round orbs out of my head.
�God this is weird!�� Melinda said.� �I think I can actually feel the saline being pumped in.� I feel a cool sensation running into my boobs.�
The Doctor decided to educate us a little.� �Yes, the saline is cooler than you�re inner body temperature so it�s normal to feel the saline tube inside your chest get cooler.� In fact, because we�re adding so much to your implants overall, it�s possible you�re boobs might get cooler as well.�
�Jesus Christ that�s fucking hot!�� I blurted out without thinking, forgetting for a brief moment exactly where I was.� �Melinda, can you feel your skin getting tighter?�� I was dying to hear her answer, my cock was throbbing uncontrollably now.
�They feel a little tingly, maybe that�s what the increased pressure is doing to them.�
It took the Doctor 8 long minutes to finish his first 200cc syringe, but the nurse whose hands were not as strong as the Doctor�s took 10 minutes to force the 200cc of saline into Melinda�s left implant.� They each refilled and started again, after only a minute the nurse let go of her syringe and winced in pain.� �Ouch!�
�What�s wrong?�� The Doctor asked her.
�My hand is cramping up.�� She said as she tried to flex her fingers.� �We spent almost 90 minutes with the last patient doing this, my hand just can�t take anymore right now.�
�Ok fine take a break, I�ll just have to do it all myself.�� The Doctor then turned to me. �It�s going to take even longer now Mr. Rich, I�m very sorry.�� He then turned back to the nurse.� �Nurse can you please have the receptionist cancel my next appointment, this could take over two hours at this pace.�
�Wait!�� I practically yelled out.� �Can I help?� It�s just pushing down on the plunger right?� I�ve got strong hands.�� The Doctor stood and looked at me, I�m sure he knew that this was not a totally selfless act on my part.
�Ok, you can take over for the nurse, let me show you how it works.�� The Doctor gave me a quick lesson on how to hold the syringe properly, within a minute I was holding the syringe attached to Melinda�s left implant in my hand.� The Doctor began to push down on his syringe again and looked up at me.� �Ok you can start when you�re ready Mr. Rich.�
I took a deep breath in a desperate attempt calm myself so that I didn�t explode in my pants.� I literally held the power in my hands to make Melinda�s tits bigger, well, one of her tits anyways and it was the most excited I had ever been in my life.� I took another deep breath and then began pushing on the plunger.� The Doctor was right, it was hard, it didn�t take long for my palm to become sore from the pressure against the plunger.� I quickly tuned out the pain in my hand when I noticed a small movement that caught my eye.� I wasn�t sure what I saw but it was gone now, I looked intensely at her boobs waiting for something to happen again, then suddenly I saw what I can only describe as a little flutter in her skin.
�Is her skin moving?�� I asked the Doctor excitedly.
�Very likely you�re seeing the breast pocket expanding.� As the implant expands it builds pressure against the breast wall until the skin finally gives way a little and stretches out, it sometimes happens in little �bursts� that you can actually see.�
�Oh my God!� I never even imaged something that.�� I said as I stared intently at her boobs as I continued to push on the plunger.
�Oh yes, quite common actually, and of course the faster the implants are filled the more extreme the stretching.�� The Doctor said as he continued to push on his side.
I continued to stare and saw more and more of these little �bursts� of skin stretching, they seemed to be happening faster now.� I finally emptied my syringe and I was ready to re-fill it.� I looked over at the Doctor and saw that he wasn�t even half done.
�You�re done already?�� He asked in a shocked tone.� �My God that only took you a couple minutes.�
I looked at my watched and realized I had pumped in the entire syringe in only 2 minutes, 4 times faster than the Doctor.� I didn�t even realize how fast I was going, I had been in a trance staring at Melinda�s tits the entire time.� I then felt a sharp pain in my hand, when I looked down at it I noticed that the syringe had left deep impressions in my palm, I never noticed the pain it was causing me.
I waited 6 more long minutes for the Doctor to finish his side, as he filled I watched the breast that he was filling looking for more little �bursts� but saw none, he was just going to slow.
Finally he was done and he showed me how to re-fill the syringes.� After we refilled we began the process again.� Melinda tits now had 1900cc of saline in them, this filling would take them past 2000cc, my cock was throbbing even harder now in anticipation of that milestone.
�God I have to admit I actually kinda like how this feels.�� Melinda said.� �I feel my sexual power growing with my boobs.�� She leaned back and arched her back slightly and then � �Ouch.� My left breast is starting to hurt.�� She said as she raised her hand to rub it gently.
I looked at my syringe and realized quickly why only her left breast was beginning to hurt.� I had force all the saline in my syringe into her left implant within about 20 seconds, forcing her skin to stretch too quickly.� I had no concept of what I was doing, my mind was in a daze, simply determined to make her boobs as big as possible as fast as possible.
�I�m sorry dear.�� I apologized.� �It�s my fault I�m getting carried away.�
�Jesus Christ!�� The Doctor yelled.� �You�re done already?� Mr. Rich with all due respect I think you�d better take a seat and let me finish on my own.�
I was pissed but I understood why he wanted me to stop, as much as I wanted Melinda�s tits bigger I also didn�t want to hurt her.� I stepped aside to let the Doctor finish on his own.� I stood next to Melinda and held her hand while I watched every detail of her expansion.� I watched as her boobs turned bright red and the skin appeared to smooth out and become shiny under the sheer pressure of the saline.
Then after what seemed like too short a time the Doctor put his syringe down and began poking and examining Melinda�s tits.� �Hmmm � well I think that�s it for today, her implants can�t take anymore.�
�Excuse me?�� I asked in utter disbelieve.� �What do you mean �that�s it�?� I told you to fill them to 3000cc!�
�Mr. Rich, please, I told you that I could not promise anything.� Melinda�s implants are simply too full and her skin is over stretched, she needs time to recover.�
I could feel my face turning red with anger.� �So how much is in them?�
�2025cc each.�
�That�s it?� Oh my God this is unbelievable.�� I was beginning to loose control of myself.
�Honey?�� Melinda spoke up.� �What�s wrong?� I mean look at these things!�� She struggled to sit up with the increased weight on her chest, once she was sitting straight up I was amazed how her boobs still projected almost straight out, gravity seemed to have no effect on them.� She began to rub her hands over them and enjoy their size.� �Look at these, look how big they are, how round they are!�� She closed her eyes and began enjoying the sensations.� �We can come back in a few weeks and do this again, it�ll be fun.�
I realized I was beaten, I wasn�t going to change the Doctor�s mind and Melinda was right, we were going to come back to fill them up even more again, I�d just have to be patient.� But damn I still couldn�t get Caramel�s tits out of my head.
We finished up with the Doctor and headed home.� As soon as we were in the door I dropped everything and grabbed Melinda and squeezed her body against mine, her tits felt like volleyballs pressed against my chest!
�Oh ouch!!�� Melinda said as she pushed herself back away from me.� �Sorry, they�re just really tender still.� I think I�d better take it easy tonight, you can have fun with them tomorrow.�� She gave me a wink.
Was she really fucking serious?� She knew how much I wanted her tits and now just 30 minutes after watching them grow she was going to deny me access?� She gave me a peck on the cheek.� �I�m going to lie down in bed and take a nap, I�ll see you later.�� And with that she went into our room and closed the door.
�Fuck!�� I said aloud to myself.�� I was frustrated as hell, and then I realized I was also hungry.� �Ok fine, I�m going to down to Chez Moir�s for a late lunch, I�ll see you later.�� I said loud enough for Melinda to hear through the door to our bedroom.
Chapter
10 � �Of all the gin joints in
all the towns in all the world��
I sat down at my usual table in the restaurant, a private table close to the back, away from the prying eyes of the handful of paparazzi standing outside.� All I could think about as I ate was Caramel�s massive 3000cc tits and how Melinda had denied me access to her newly inflated tits.� I needed some fake tits bad and I was getting to the point where I didn�t care whose tits they were.
As I finished my entre I noticed a hot blonde being seated a few tables away from me, she appeared to be by herself but what really caught my attention was her DD cups tits which screamed �implants� under her thin halter top.� It looked like she stuffed two grapefruits in her top and there was no hint of a bra line anywhere.� I instantly felt my dick get hard, despite the fact that this girl was much smaller than what I typically preferred.� I wasted no time, I got up and began to walk over to her table so I could talk to her.� When I was 5 feet away from her I heard a commotion near front door.
�Bitch you can�t stop me from eating here, I�m a paying customer just like everyone else!�� I heard a woman�s voice yell out.
I looked towards the front and I saw the Hostess trying to block what looked like a large fat black woman from entering the restaurant.� It was hard to see the fat woman as the Hostess was blocking my view, all I could make out was that she had huge boobs and seemed to weigh about 300 lbs.� As the fat woman tried to walk past the Hostess I finally got a glimpse of her face and my heart skipped a beat � in fact I think it skipped 3 or 4 beats.
�Caramel!�� I waved to her.� I then motioned to the Hostess to let her in.� �It�s ok she�s with me.�� The hostess reluctantly stepped aside and Caramel walked past her.� She was wearing a big bulky sweat shirt which hung off her massive boobs, making her look fat, but I knew what she was hiding underneath.
�Well hello Mr. Rich, fancy seeing you here, I thought you�d be at home with the �little� woman enjoying your new toys.�� She said as she walked up and wrapped her arms around me, squeezing me tight.
My god her tits were huge and hard!� If Melinda�s tits felt like volleyballs, Caramel�s felt and looked like basketballs.� My cock was throbbing uncontrollably and I was struggling to maintain control of myself and not cum in my pants.� We walked back to my table, past the hot blonde who turned her nose up at Caramel when she noticed her, no doubt she simply thought Caramel was simply some fat girl that couldn�t hold a candle to her �hotness.�
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We sat down and I tried my best to speak.� �So � why are you here?�� I asked quietly.
�Hmmm, let�s see, this is a restaurant so I must be here to have my car fixed.�� She said in a sarcastic tone.� �I�m here to eat lunch silly!�� She smiled.
Now I felt stupid.� �I mean why here, why this restaurant?�� What I wanted to say was �why this restaurant, why me, why now?�
�Did I commit a crime Detective?� I was passing by, it looked nice so I came in, big deal.�� She paused for a moment then her tone became serious.� �You�re conflicted aren�t you?� You want my tits so badly right now don�t you?�� She began to run her hands over tits, pulling her sweatshirt tighter over them so I could see their full shape.
�I don�t know what you�re talking about.�� I said, my voice cracking like a teenage boy, trying in vein to deny that she was right about me.
She laughed out loud then realized how loud she was being and lowered her tone.� �Oh please, your hard on is visible a mile away.�� She reached over to me and grabbed my crotch.� �See, you want my tits bad but you don�t want to cheat on your wife.� You don�t know what to do right now do you?� Your mind is spinning out of control, going over every option, trying to figure out a way to get at my massive round tits but not have your wife know about it.�
I just nodded without a word, she was right, my mind was spinning out of control, I was trying to think of how I could be with Caramel and not cheat on Melinda or least make sure Melinda couldn�t find out about it.
Caramel slowly began to pull her sweat shirt up.� �I wish you could have been there when the Doctor was filling up my implants.� My pussy was dripping wet I was so excited, it felt so good to feel my skin stretch.� I could feel my sexual power growing with each cc of saline that was being pumped inside.�
I noticed that Melinda said almost the same thing when she was getting her boobs filled, about her �sexual power�, It must really make a woman feel empowered to have such massive tits, to know that a man will do almost anything to be with her.
She kept pulling her sweat shirt up until it revealed the underside of a very tight tank top, soon after the bottom curve of her boobs became visible, the white tank top was stretched tight over them.� The more she pulled the more of her boobs became visible, within seconds I could see her fat nipples poking through the thin fabric, then a truly glorious sight came into view, her cleavage.� As her sweat shirt moved slowly up, the lights of the restaurant hit her cleavage like a sunrise over the Grand Canyon, deep shadows traveled across the huge deep expanse between her massive breasts, slowly revealing more and more as the light increased.� Her cleavage was remarkable, I couldn�t see the bottom of it as it remained in shadow even after her top was completely past it, I could see about 4� or 5� of breast flesh before the abyss consumed all light.
�They are still a little tender and swollen from being
enlarged so much today, see?��
She pushed her chair back from the table and started to stand up, as she leaned forward slightly her boobs knocked into the table with such force that she knocked my drink over and it spilled in my lap.� �Oh my God, wow these are really going to take some getting used to.�� She looked at the huge wet stain in my crotch and laughed.� �Can�t control yourself huh?�� I was a good thing she spilled that drink on me for I had just cum in my pants a few seconds earlier when she was poking at her boobs.
�Ummm � I can�t walk out of here with you.�� I said as I pointed towards the photographers outside the window.� �They�ll see me with you and it will be all over the news.�
She looked a little disappointed in me.� �Do I embarrass you?� Are you afraid the world will know you�re a freak for huge tits?� Come on!�
�It�s not that, it�s my wife.� I don�t want her to see and think I�m cheating on her, you know how rumors spread, if a guy is spotted leaving a restaurant with another woman as far as the media is concerned he must have fucked her right on the table.�� I was going to simply say good-bye her and hope to God I never saw her again, the stress was eating me alive.� I wanted her tits so badly but I still loved Melinda, I figured the best thing to do was to simply stay away from her.� Just as I was about to open my mouth she cut me off.
�You�re right, why don�t you meet me back to my place and I�ll give you a private tour along with your surprise.�� She winked at me.
Damn her!� I wanted to say �no� but I couldn�t make the word come out of my mouth.� Then my brain went into classic �addiction mode�.� I began to rationalize to myself why it would be ok for me to go to Caramel�s apartment, I told myself that �I�ll just look at her as she undresses, it will be no different than looking at porn.� I told myself that I wouldn�t touch her so I wouldn�t be cheating on Melinda, it would be the same as going to the strip club.� I must have sat there for almost a minute thinking about it.
�Come on.�� Caramel interrupted my thoughts.� �Why don�t I tell you what your surprise is now.�� She smiled as she leaned in closer to me, she leaned her hard basketball sized tits into my chest and began to whisper in my ear.� ��I stole a syringe and a couple liters of saline from the Doctor�s office.�
I started to cough as I nearly choked, I instantly knew that going to her apartment would end in disaster, there was no way in hell I�d be able to keep my hands off that saline, no way I�d be able to stop myself from pumping her already full over-stretched tits with more saline, no way I�d be able to stop myself from fucking her till she was sore.� Without a word I jumped up from my seat ran out of the restaurant leaving Caramel behind.� I ran all the way to my car and drove home.
Chapter
11 � Crossing the Line
The next 6 weeks were the most painful of my life, not only could I not get Caramel and her massive 3000cc juggernauts out my head, I also couldn�t stop thinking about how she had stolen a syringe and �a couple of liters� of saline from the Doctor�s office.� All I kept thinking was �she could be pumping her tits bigger right now.�
To top it all off Melinda had cut me off entirely from any kind of sexual contact.� Six weeks had gone by since she got her implants filled to 2025cc and I hadn�t touched them once!� Everyday she gave me some lame excuse like �I�m tired� or �they�re still sore� which I knew was total bullshit.� What I didn�t know was why she was cutting me off.
Then one afternoon as Melinda was out shopping, I was sitting at my computer jerking off to giant fake tits, this had become my normal habit again since I wasn�t getting any action from Melinda.� I heard my phone beep to tell me I had a text message but I was too engrossed in the giant tits of Penelope Black Diamond, Sabrina Sabrok and Chelsea Charms so I ignored it.� As I continued to jerk off my cell beeped two more times.� Finally after two hours I was tired and needed to take a short break.�
I picked up my phone to see who was messaging me, I cursed when I saw her name.
����������� 3 new messages from CARAMEL
I opened the first one up and read it.
����������� I want to fill my implants today wanna help?
�Oh my God!�� I felt my cock get instantly hard again.� �Is she serious?�� I looked at the next message and noticed that she sent it 30 minutes after the first one, I opened it up.
Can�t wait any long for you to reply I�m going to fill them myself.� Wish u were here!
�Jesus!�� I looked at the last message, she sent it 90 minutes after the last one.
Took a lot of work but I did it. I added 1000cc more to each.� I didn�t think they�d be this BIG!
�Fuck no!�� Part of me was blown away that she was able to fill them that much, part of me was unbelievably jealous and disappointed that I wasn�t there and part of me was terrified that this could very well be the final straw that would make me cheat on Melinda.� I felt a knot growing in my stomach as I fought more and more with the idea of calling up Caramel and telling her I wanted to see her right now.
I somehow managed to stop myself from calling her, I put my phone down and went back to my computer.� I immediately opened up my favorite fake tit pictures and began to jerk off again.� I was trying desperately to get the image of Caramel filling her implants up to outrageous proportions out of my head.� Every time I thought about Caramel I had to open a new picture, hoping that a new image would get her out of my mind.� For the next 32 hours straight all I did was jerk off over and over again, I came so many times that I lost count after 20.� The only reason I stopped was because I passed out, I passed out in my chair with my dick in my hand with an image of Chelsea Charms at her largest on my screen.
I woke up to hear Melinda�s voice calling softly to me.� �Honey wake up, honey��� Her hand was on my shoulder gently shaking me.� I opened my eyes and saw Chelsea Charms staring back at me from my computer screen, I then quickly realized I was naked from the waist down.� My first instinct was to cover up but then after a second I realized I it was too late to try and hide what I�d been doing and besides, I didn�t care if Melinda knew.� After all, she was the one who�d cut me off from sex and most importantly from her tits.
�Hey sweetie.�� She said when she noticed my eyes open.� �So this is we�re you�ve been the last couple of days, I thought you flew out of town for a business meeting or something.�� Her tone was quite flat and uncaring.� �I didn�t want to wake you but I need another Credit Card to go shopping, apparently the one I have is maxed out.�� I was amazed how she didn�t seem to care at all that I had locked myself in my office for the last two days, it must have been obvious to her what I had been doing the entire time.
Without a word I picked up my pants off the floor, reached into my pocket and pulled out my wallet.� �Here you can take this card, there is no limit on it.�� I said as I handed her my Amex Black card.
�Thanks baby!�� she said in a bubbly tone and kissed me on the cheek and �bounced� out of the room.� I turned back to look at the image of Chelsea Charms on my screen and instantly my mind created an image of Caramel pumping up her implants to Chelsea�s proportions, forcing in cc after cc of saline until her implants contained 10 Litres of saline each.� I cracked!� Without hesitating I picked up my phone and called up Caramel.
I heard 3 rings then finally she picked up.� �Well hello Mr. Rich, I�m impressed you were able to wait so long before calling me.�� God damn she was confident and I loved it!
�I need to see you, now!�
�Come on over, I�m here all by myself.�
She gave me her address and I was knocking on her door 10 minutes later.� Her door opened and my jaw dropped.� She answered the door naked, her thin frame was topped off by her basketball sized breasts that projected out from her chest and to the side of her ribs so far that she couldn�t even put her arms flat to her side, god she was huge!
I stared for a moment and studied every inch of her massively over inflated bust line, something wasn�t quite right.� Her boobs were huge, but to my eyes they looked the same size as when I saw her last.
�Dumb question ��� I paused as I decided how to word the question.� �How much bigger are your boobs from the last time I saw you?��
�Actually they�re not any bigger.�� She smiled with an evil grin.� �I sent you those text messages to try and entice you to come over, I thought you wouldn�t be able to resist the idea of pumping up my tits.�� She began to run her hands over her massive mounds.� �I guess I was wrong.�
�Oh you weren�t wrong, believe me it took all the strength I had not to come over.� I had to jerk off for 32 hours just to try and take my mind off you.�
She looked excited by that.� �Really?� Oh my God 32 hours jerking off, God you really do love tits don�t you.�� She turned and began to walk towards her bedroom, it was so amazing how even from behind I could still see so much of her tits.� Then something caught my eye, two things actually, it took me a couple seconds to figure out what I was seeing, something was dangling from under each arm.� Then it hit me, she had already installed the fill tubes for her implants and they were now hanging out, she really knew how to control me.
I followed her into the bedroom, my cock throbbing in anticipation of what was about to happen, but I was totally unprepared for what I was about to see.� As I walked into her room I stopped and looked around as I was in utter disbelief.� Her bedroom seemed to be dedicated to her obsession with her own tits.� On her dresser was every cream, lotion and herbal supplement there was that claimed to enlarge breasts, there were so many bottles I couldn�t count them all but I�d estimate there were at least 40 or 50 different products.� On one of her night stands there was a heavy duty mechanical breast pump and another 4 bottles of breast cream.� The other night stand had 2 bottles of saline and the syringe that she had stolen from the Doctor�s office.
Then there was the one wall that had no furniture in front of it all, that�s because there was a gigantic mural of herself, the mural had 5 pictures of herself on it.� The pictures showed her progress in size from year to year for the last 5 years.� The 1st picture said 2005 and it was clearly taken before she had any implants, I was amazed at how that tiny looking girl in the picture was the same tit obsessed queen that was now standing in front of me.
�You like my room?�� She asked knowing the answer.� �I�ll show all this stuff later, right now I really want to get down to business.�� She said as she sat herself down on the bed and began to hook up the syringe to one of her fill tubes.� I walked over to her and reached for the syringe at which point she slapped my hand away.
�Uh uh uh.�� She waved her finger at me.� �That�s not for you.�
�But Caramel, please, you KNOW how badly I want to pump them.�
�Nope, I got something better for you sweetie.�� She laid down on the bed, her tits sticking straight up in the air a good 10�.� �You�re going to get the ultimate tit fuck!�� She said as she lifted he one hand and ran it up and down her massively deep cleavage.� �You�re going to fuck my tits and feel them grow around you cock!�
Without hesitating I stripped my clothes off and climbed on top of her.� My rock hard dick lay between her basketballs as I grabbed them and pushed them together.� Never had� my cock been surrounded by so much tit meat, I damn near blew my load instantly but I managed to control myself because I knew it was about to get even better.
Caramel picked up the syringe, filled it up and the pushed down hard on the plunder.� Her face contorted between a look of struggle as she pushed on the plunger with all her strength and a look of pleasure as she reveled in the sensation of her growing tits.� She then let out a huge gasp of air and shouted �Oh my God I forgot how good this felt!��� I noticed quickly that her already tight skin started to turn a little red as the first 200cc syringe was almost empty.
I struggled to keep her tits tight around my cock as their weight, sheer size and firmness made it difficult for me to get a good grip and hang onto them.� I couldn�t get over how heavy they felt even in this position with her laying on her back, they must have weighed about 6 or 7 pounds each!
She finished the first syringe and re-filled it and moved to the opposite breast to make sure they were equal as she was filling them.�� She pumped and re-filled, pumped and re-filled over and over and with every push on the plunger she would moan with pleasure a little louder.� The whole time my dick was sliding back and forth between them and I kept my hands on them, massaging them, feeling them getting firmer and firmer with every squeeze of the plunger.�
After 20 minutes of constant pumping, she suddenly stopped, her eyes opened wide and she took a deep breath just before she orgasmed with a deafening scream!� I couldn�t control myself any longer and I came too, shooting rope after rope of cum all over her now enormous implanted tits.� My cum beaded up and slide down the sides of her like water on a balloon, her skin was tighter than I thought possible and as shiny and smooth as a freshly waxed car.
�Oh my fucking God that felt good!�� She exclaimed, panting to try and catch her breath.� She looked down at them, �Fuck they�re huge!� as if just realizing now how truly large she had made them.� She lifted her arms up and wrapped them around her boobs in a loving hug.� �Oh God I love them!�� She reveled in her new boobs for a few minutes, she seamed oblivious to me still sitting on top her, my dick still rock despite just cumming.
�Oh ouch, they�re a little tender, I may have overdone it.�� She snapped back into reality.� �Oh baby did you like it?� Did you like feeling my tits grow around your cock?�
�It literally was a dream come true.�� And it was, I had lost count of how many dreams I had had about tit fucking growing tits.� �It was the hottest thing I have EVER done!�
�I bet you want more though don�t you?�� She asked as she looked at my still hard cock.� �Tit fuck me again!�
�Just one thing.�� I said.� �How much did you pump in?�
She smiled broadly and grabbed my cock and started pulling it between her tits, she then put her arms on either side of her tits and squeezed them together.� �I�ll tell you, but not quite yet.�� God she was such a tease!� �For now just enjoy my massive tits, feel how heavy they are.� Have you ever in your life fucked tits this big?�� I shook my head.� �I know you haven�t, I know these are the biggest tits you�ve ever fucked and you LOVE it!� Did you like feeling my tits grow around your cock? Could you feel the pressure inside them increasing as I was forcing more saline into my implants, ballooning them fuller and larger and heavier?�
I just nodded as I started thrusting faster and harder between her indescribably large mountains. �Look at my pictures on the wall, look how small and petite I once was and now look how gargantuan I am, look at how much I�ve inflated my tits in only 5 years and you know that I�m going to keep inflating them even more.� Just think, my implants are bigger than when I laid down just a few minutes ago.� When I started they were basketball sizes now they are medicine ball size!� And it was so easy for me to just pump them up, to make them even bigger for you and I�m going to keep doing it.�
She took a deep breath and arched her back with pleasure as I ran my fingers over her nipples and tweaked them slightly.� �Oh yes Mr. Rich, with every cc of saline I pump into my tits they get more sensitive, my pussy is dripping wet with excitement from you playing with my massively bloated tits.�� She moaned.� �And I can tell you�re excited too� �� She looked at my cock as I continued to slide back and forth between her shiny smooth mounds, � � but not just the normal �excited� that a man gets for a woman �� she said referring to my rock hard cock, � � you have a whole other level of excitement, I can see on your face and in your eyes that you are crawling out of your skin with excitement, that you about to loose your damn mind over me and my growing massive tits.� Jerking off for 32 hours will seem like nothing compared to what you are going to do when you go home later, you won�t be able to stop thinking about me, you won�t be able to stop touching yourself as you think about my implants, as you think about how nothing is going to fit across my big fat Full ROUND OVERFILLED implants without stretching it to the breaking point.� Thinking about how I have turned myself into a complete boob-freak.�
I don�t know how I managed not to blow my load but somehow I kept control, perhaps it was the all consuming desire I had that this moment never end.� I had dreamt many times about a moment like this but never in my dreams was it anywhere near this fucking good!� Caramel was right, I was crawling out of my skin with excitement, my mind was over stimulated in a way I never thought possible, the only way I can describe it was like an orgasm in my brain, or perhaps an out-of-body experience.
Caramel was absolute perfection and she knew exactly what I wanted in everyway and I could tell she was getting off just as much as I was on this whole experience.� �These are the biggest tits you�ve ever seen in person aren�t they?� You�ve never even seen a stripper with tits as big as mine have you?� My tits are beyond stripper sized tits now, now they�re porn star sized tits!�� I could already feel another load building up inside my cock as she continued with her tit talk.
�By the time I�m done my tits will be beyond porn star size, they�ll have to come up with a new name for the size of tits that I will have, perhaps they�ll call them �Caramel sized tits�, I want my name to be synonymous with big tits, I want anyone who thinks of giant tits to always think of me and my tits first.� I want to break every record for tits, I want news stories done about me and how I got my massive world record breaking tits.�
She then lowered her voice to a whisper.� �And when they ask me about my sexiest memory about having giant tits I�m going to tell them about this day, the day that you fucked my tits while I pumped in 1000cc of saline, the day I pumped them up to 4000cc!�
�Holy fuck!�� I blurted out as I came harder than I had even cum in my life, my orgasm seemed to originate from a depth I had never experienced.� After a few moments I started to hear my heart beat in my ears.� �I think I�m having a heart attack.�� I said as the world went black and I passed out.
Chapter
12 � �Busted�
Luckily for me it wasn�t a heart attack, simply exhaustion, I came to about 5 minutes later and without hesitation jumped back on to Caramel and began to fuck her tits again.� Four hours and 12 massive tit fucks later I decided I had better get home to my not-so-loving-wife Melinda.� The stores were closed now so I knew she�d be back home after a big spending spree.� To my surprise she was waiting for me as I walked out of the elevator.� I looked at her 2000cc implants under her billowy blouse which was pulled tight across her chest.� I was amazed at how she seemed almost small now compared to what I had become accustomed to with Caramel.� I finally took my eyes off her and tits and noticed that she had a DVD in her hand and a curious grin on her face.
�What�s that?� I asked pointing to the disc in her hand.
�This is my fortune.�� She said smugly.
�Huh?� I don�t get it.�� I said totally confused.� I hated it when she played these stupid coy games.
She left the disc on the foyer table and started to walk away.� �Watch that and everything will be explained.�
I picked the disk and took it into my study.� I put in my computer and within a few seconds a video started playing on my screen.� It was a dark grainy picture, not very clear, it almost looked like a surveillance video but the only thing visible was what looked like dimly lit room.� The room in the video seemed oddly familiar but I couldn�t quite make it out.
Then a light turned on and the room lit up and I instantly recognized it.� My heart dropped as I saw the door to the room open and Caramel walked in � and I walked in behind her, my erection clearly visible in my pants even on this poor image.
�Fuck!�� I yelled
out.� Somehow Melinda had managed to tape
me and Caramel together.� I knew what she
was planning now, she was going to use this to divorce me and get half of my
multi-billion dollar fortune.� I got up
and went to find her, I hoped that I would be able to reason with her and
hopefully work everything out.� I found
her in the living room with a laptop, she was looking online at mansions for
sale in the
�I must say even for someone like me who doesn�t like porn that was a hot video.�� She said.� �Needless to say I�ll be going to my lawyer�s first thing in the morning to file for divorce.�
�Melinda � I�m sorry.�
�Too little too late, don�t try to apologize because it doesn�t matter what you say I�m not changing my mind.�� She continued to scroll through the house listing on her screen.
�How?�� I asked.� �How did you know?�
�Do you think I�m stupid Jack?� Give me some credit, for Christ sake you have that slut�s number programmed in your cell phone, how stupid can you be?�� She paused a moment and I simply stood there silently, unable to defend my actions.� �I have to admit it was fun though.�
�What was fun?�� I asked in a defeated tone.
�Manipulating you, for a while I really didn�t think I could pull it off.�� She smiled.
�What the fuck are you talking about?� Pull what off?�� I asked getting more impatient with her now.
�Getting you to cheat on me, it wasn�t easy but you have an obvious weakness.�� She looked down at her tits and then rubbed them lightly.
�Wait a minute � you mean you did this?� You set me up?�
�Oh come on Jack, did you really think that this was all just good luck for you?� I did everything!� The Doctor teaching you how to work the saline syringe, arranging for Caramel to be at the Doctor�s office that same day, Caramel meeting you at the restaurant afterwards, the saline that Caramel �stole� from the Doctor�s office, I orchestrated it all!�
My brain was going a million miles a minute now, processing everything that she just told me.� It must have been her, she knew everything including what happened with Caramel and I.� Then I really felt my heart sink as I realized that Caramel was in on this whole ruse too.
Damn, I was stupid!� �Melinda please, I love you!�� I shouted out.
�You love me?� You love me?� Bullshit, you don�t love me, you love tits, Jack!� Correction, you love fake tits and that�s all you love!�
At first I was taken aback, I was insulted that she would say that, that she would question my love for her.� Then she continued, �I guess we�re really made for each other, I only wanted your money and you only wanted my tits.�� She then chuckled, �The difference is when this all done, I�ll have your money and you won�t have my tits.�
My mind started going crazy with what she had just told me, �I only wanted your money�, my worst fear was now realized.� I should have known that she wouldn�t change, I should have known after our first attempt at signing our pre-nup that she was nothing but a gold digger, a high class gold digger, but a gold digger none the less.
I wasn�t going to let her walk away from this marriage that easily though, if she wanted a war then that�s exactly what she was going to get.� I went to my wall safe, opened it and pulled out a sheet of paper and went back to talk to Melinda.
�What�s that?�� She asked when she noticed the paper in my hand.
�It�s a page from our pre-nup, specifically it�s the page that has the details of the implants you were required to get.�� I smiled for the first since I got home.
�So what?� I�ve fulfilled my obligations so I get everything that�s coming to me.�
I shook my head.� �Well I suppose if you�re only happy getting $500,000 instead of $25 Billion then yes you�ve fulfilled your obligation.� Read section 2.15.�� I handed her the piece of paper and she began to read it out loud.
Item 2.14, In the event that Jack can be proven unfaithful during the time of the marriage Melinda will get half of the entire estate.�
�See that�s the part right there!�� She said sternly.� �Half!� And half of $50 Billion is $25 Billion.�
I shook my head again. �That�s the wrong section, read the clause below that, 2.15, the one about your breast implants.�
Item 2.15, Melinda agrees to get breast implants prior to the wedding day that will be as large as medically possible (to be determined by a medical professional).� Furthermore, in order to qualify for the base settlement the total volume of the breast implants must have a minimum total volume of 2000cc each at the time of filing for divorce.� Furthermore she agrees that removing said implants during the marriage will reduce her settlement to $100,000.� And furthermore Melinda will only receive the full payout from section 2.14 above if her total implant volume is 4000cc or more each, otherwise she will only receive the base amount of $500,000.
I saw the blood quickly drain from her face.� She sat there motionless for about two minutes.� �Oh my God, I guess never read the whole clause before.�
�I still remember your lawyer was trying to talk you out of it but you thought you knew better.�� I smiled again.
�My god I can�t believe you�d do this!� I can�t believe you�d do this to me!�� She yelled out.
�Well then I guess we�re even, we�re both gold diggers, we�re just after different things.�
She sighed.� �I don�t know what to do, $500,000 isn�t enough for me to live on for the rest of my life.� Oh god, I might have to ��� She choked up a bit unable to get the words out, ��I might have to get a job.�� She broke down and began to cry.
�Well there is one way to secure your financial security.�� I said with a huge smile on my face staring at her tits.
�What?� she asked naively, then she realized what I was talking about.� �Oh god, you mean even bigger?� Twice as big as they are now?�� Then I saw the look on her face change to a look of utter distain.� �You�re unbelievable � you�re so fucking obsessed with giant tits that you don�t even care that our marriage is over, you just want to see me make them twice as big!�
I smiled.� �Pretty much, ya.�
Chapter
13 � My Form of Revenge
Melinda and I waited in the Procedure Room for the Doctor to come in.� When the Doctor finally came in he looked at both of us, seeing the expression on our faces, he knew he had been busted.
�Mr. Rich, please let me explain �� He started.
I cut him off.� �No need to explain, we just need your help one more time.�� I paused and looked at Melinda.� �Well actually Melinda needs your help again.�
The Doctor looked perplexed.� I waited a minute for Melinda to explain what she wanted, but she just sat there, so I told the Doctor why we were there.� �4000cc doc, that�s what she needs and she needs it today.�
The Doctor�s eyes almost popped right out of his head.� �What?!� I can�t� �. I � I ��
�Look Doctor, I�ve done my research and by your own words Melinda has �remarkable breasts that are perfect for implants�. I know her implants and her tits can take another 2000cc in them today, so don�t fuck around and just do it.�� I then leaned a little closer to him.� �And if you don�t I�ll report your unethical behavior to the State Medical Board.�
�Ok fine, I�ll do, and you�re right, her breasts should be able to handle that volume.�� He finally conceded.� He called his nurse in and got all his equipment and supplies together.� Melinda disrobed and lay on the table without a word the entire time the Doctor and the nurse were plugging in the syringes and tubes.
The next four hours flew by in a blur.� I sat and watched as the Doctor and the nurse pumped in syringe after syringe of saline into Melinda�s tits.� Her tits almost seemed to absorb the saline, drinking it in.� Even after 1000cc had been pumped in, her boobs barely showed any signs of strain, they were almost begging for more.
When they were done the Doctor and the nurse quietly left the room.� Melinda looked at me, her breasts were an awe inspiring site, sticking up 15� from her chest and projecting out to each side of her ribcage at least 6�.� There was no way in hell I was going to let them go to waste.�� I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock.
�You think I�m going to let you fuck my tits?�� She said angrily.� Then she changed gears and decided it was best to torture me with some teasing.� She began to run her hands over her super-bloated tits.� She lowered her voice to almost a whisper.� �You will never touch these gigantic, super stuffed implants that you want so badly.� Look at them, look how big they are, look how big and round and fat they are.� People are going to see me and think I�m a total boob freak � and I know you LOVE that!�� She was right, the fact that she looked like a freak was a total turn on and her teasing was really driving me crazy.
�I want you to just look at me. I'm going to get up and walk around and I want you to just stare."� She struggled to sit up, clearly the weight of her implants was hindering her.� She finally got off the table and began walking around, her massive breasts defied gravity sticking almost straight out from her chest, I unconsciously began to rub my exposed cock.� She walked around in a circle and as she did I noticed that no matter what angle I was looking at her I could always see several inches of breast meat, even when her back was to me.� She finally turned all the way around and walked towards me, stopping 4 feet away from me, but her breasts were less than 3 feet away from me.� �Like them?�� She asked in a sultry tone.
Suddenly a rope of sticky hot cum splattered in the middle of her ultra deep cleavage, then another rope of cum on her right tit, then another and another and another all over her tits.� I was so worked up from watching her inflation for 4 hours that when I finally released it almost looked like a fire hose of cum.
She screamed in surprise and looked at me in disgust.� I simply smiled, zipped up my pants and left the room.� That was the last time I ever saw her.
Chapter
14 � End Game
My next stop was Caramel�s place, I had to confront her about her role in all this.� I had to know if this was all a sham or if she really was the big tit queen that I loved so much.� When I got to her apartment I banged on the door.
She quickly opened it, even with a XXL tank top on her size still blew me away as the top was stretched tight around her chest.� Technically she was now the same size as Melinda, but on her tiny frame Caramel�s tits looked way bigger. �Her eyes brightened up when she saw me, like she was genuinely happy to see me.� Then she noticed the very serious look in my face.� �What�s up with you?� Normally your eyes pop out of your head when you see me but you just look like a big sour puss.�
�We need to talk.�� I said as I walked through her door and closed it behind me.� �Did you take money from my wife Melinda?� Have you been lying to me this whole time?� Is this whole thing about you wanting your tits big all just a big lie so you can get rich?�
�Oh my God.�� She said quietly as she walked over to her couch and sat down.� �So she told you.�
�Yup, right after she asked for a divorce.�� I sat down next to her and looked at her.
�So she�s really divorcing you?� I�m really sorry, I know how much you loved her, you must really be hurting.�� She said in a tender tone.
�It�s ok, I got even with her.�� I smiled lightly.
Caramel looked a little surprised.� �What do you mean you got even with her?�
I chucked a little.� �Well I showed her a fake copy of our pre-nup.�� I chuckled a little harder.� �It said that she would only get $500,000 unless she got 4000cc put in her implants.� But the real agreement just says she only has to have 2000cc.�
Caramels eyes widen as she processed what I just said.� �So you mean that ��
�Yup �� I cut her off, �I just came from the Doctor where Melinda just got her implants inflated to 4000cc.�
�Oh my god, so she�s as big as me now.� Her voice trailed off as she said that.� She paused for a second.� �Mr. Rich I�m really sorry about all this, I really didn�t think she�d ever tell you, I didn�t think she would actually divorce you, I thought she was � well I don�t know what I thought she was trying to do, but I never wanted to hurt you.�� She looked very deep into my eyes and her look softened.� �In fact, in the brief time we�ve spent together I think I�ve actually fallen in love with you.�� She put her hand on my leg.
I didn�t know what to think now, was this just another game, was I being played again by yet another gold digger who saw an opportunity to get at my money.� �How much did my wife give you?�
�To be honest I don�t know, I never even looked at the check she gave me.�� She said.
�Oh bullshit!� You took her check, put it in the bank but you don�t know how much it was?� If you�re going to lie at least make it believable.�� Now I was starting to get really pissed.
�But that�s just it, I didn�t cash it, I never even looked at it.�� She quickly got up and walked over to a table by her front door, she opened a drawer and pulled out a plain white envelope.� She walked back over to me and held out the envelope.� Despite everything that was going on I couldn�t help but get a raging hard on watching her walk around with those giant medicine balls under her top.
I took the envelope out of her hand, it was still sealed.� I looked up at her as I started to rip the envelope open.� After a few seconds I was able to pull out the piece of paper that was inside and I looked down at it, it was a check.� It was Melinda�s check made payable to �Tamara Washington�.� I looked at the amount on the check, $10 million, I then looked at the date on the check, it was written the week before Melinda and I got married.� I looked up at Caramel in disbelief.
�Tamara I assume?�
She smiled with that beautiful smile of hers.� �Ya that�s me, Tamara Washington.�� She leaned over a bit to look at the check.� �It�s for $10 million?� Wow, all she said was that she�d make it worth my while.�
I was still in shock, Caramel, I guess I should call her Tamara, got a check for $10 million and she never cashed it?� I didn�t understand.� �Why?� Why didn�t you take the money?�
She smiled again at me.� �Simple, when Melinda came to me and asked me to seduce you after your wedding I saw it as the perfect opportunity to get the two things I wanted more than anything else in life.�� She looked down at her chest and ran her hands over her tits.� �Gigantic over-the-top tits and ��� she then reached out and grabbed my hands and put them on her tits and held them there tight.� � �and the perfect man who would appreciate and love them and love me.�� We both sat there for a minute staring at each other.
Tamara finally broke our hold and reached over and grabbed the check out of my lap.� �I don�t want money, I just want just you!�� With that she ripped up the check into small pieces.� She then grabbed the middle of her shirt at the neck line with both hands and in one swift motion ripped her shirt in half right down the middle with a loud RIIIP.� �And I know this is what you want.� She said as she lay back on the couch.� �Oh, there is one more thing that I know both of us want ��� Her eyes glanced over to a cupboard across the room.
I got up and went over the cupboard, I opened it up to see a 2 Litre bottle of saline, a syringe and some needles with tubes on the end.� I smiled and looked back over to her.
�You know I need to be the biggest, now bring all of that over here.�� She said as she arched her back and started to squirm with excitement.
I quickly picked up everything and brought it over to the couch, I got undressed and jumped on top her, sliding my rock hard dick between her massive plastic over-stuffed tits.
She looked at me a little puzzled.� �You don�t want to pump them up bigger now?�
I shook my head.� �Oh I�m going to pump them right after this.�� I grabbed her tits and tried my best to move their massive weight tight around my cock.� �But I can�t appreciate fucking a pair of big tits unless I know what it�s like to fuck small tits first.�� I winked at her.� She let out a loud laugh.
Even with everything that had happened in the last couple of days, even with all the uncertainty about my pending divorce and the probable loss of half my fortune, there was one thing I knew for sure as I began to tit fuck Tamara, right now at this moment I was in heaven.
Epilog
A lot changed in a year, Melinda and I got our divorce and as per our pre-nup she got half of my multi billion dollar fortune, but I didn�t care, I still had half of it left but most importantly Tamara and I had grown much closer.� Tamara, the woman I used to always know as Caramel, moved in with me and we began a very fulfilling relationship.� Given how our relationship started I never would have thought that we would have gotten along so well, after all for the first few months I knew her all we ever talked about was her tits, implants, sex and porn.� Turns out we had a lot more in common and that allowed us to bring our relationship well beyond that of a hooker and John.
I was still struggling with an addiction to sex and more specifically an addiction to giant fake tits, but luckily for me Tamara was equally addicted to sex and to her own fake tits.� In fact she was so addicted to her own tits and so addicted to making them bigger and bigger that on more than one occasion I came home to find her lying on the bed with needles in her implants, pumping in saline by herself.� She would look at me as I came in the room and simply say to me �sorry honey I just couldn�t wait for you to get home.�� As a result of the almost weekly saline pumping her tits now contained a colossal 5500cc of saline, five and a half liters each!
She was so impatient when it came to her tits, after all we never spent more than 6 hours apart and as such we never went more than 6 hours without sex or at least some kind of tit play or tit action.� Yet she always sent me dirty text messages or pictures to my phone while I was at work, begging me to come and home play with her tits.� We were the perfect match, we couldn�t get enough of each other.� I couldn�t get enough of her tits and she couldn�t get enough of me and the way I worshipped and adored her tits.
Since I had never gone more that 6 hours without having
access to her gorgeous over inflated tits, I began to panic when a major
contract dispute came up between one of my companies in
The first few days were a real struggle, I found myself constantly fidgeting while I was trying to negotiate with the labour union and at times my legs would sometimes bounce up and down uncontrollably like I had restless leg syndrome, I truly was behaving like an addict going through withdrawal.� Sometimes throughout the day Tamara would email pictures to my phone or send me dirty text messages teasing me about her tits and how horny she was.� Whenever I would get one of these messages I would immediately call for a 5 minutes recess in our negotiations and go to the bathroom and snap one off.� But needless to say this simply wasn�t enough to keep me satisfied.
At night was when I would get the most relief, although it was still not what I really needed.� Tamara would talk to me on a webcam and give me a dirty show that was always better than any porno or webcam girl I have ever seen.� She would put on various tops and model them for me, some tops were old and didn�t fit her properly, she loved teasing me by showing me how much her tits had grown since we first met and wearing her old �small� tops would highlight that perfectly.
Things really took a big downturn for me the fifth night I was there.� Tamara had sent me a text message early in the morning saying that she would be �out with the girls� all day and wouldn�t be able to send me any other messages.� Then that night when I went back to my hotel room and was looking forward to a long cam show with her, she simply logged onto Yahoo Messenger, typed in that she �was too tired to talk tonight� and then went to bed, she never even turned her cam on at all.
I just about lost my damn mind, this was the first day since
we�d been together that I hadn�t seen her at all.� My addiction quickly took hold after she
logged out and I immediately started searching the internet for a prostitute
with large implants anywhere in
I was a total wreck the next day, no sleep, no tits, I was not happy!� I didn�t hear from Tamara again all day and when I got back to my room after what seemed like one of the longest days in my life I was hoping that Tamara would give me a really big cam show to make up for all this.
Once again she logged on, told me she was really tired and just wanted to go to bed and that was it.� I couldn�t believe it, I didn�t understand what was going on.� So that night, like the night before, I stayed up all night jerking off to whatever pictures and videos I could find online.
This same pattern continued for 4 agonizing weeks as the negotiations dragged on.� Tamara simply refused to talk to me or let me look at her.� The similarities between Tamara�s behavior now and Melinda�s behavior were hard to miss.� I honestly expected Tamara to tell it was over any day now.
Finally I reached an agreement with the labour union and I was able to go back home.� When I go home I stood in my private elevator for several minutes unable to push the button to go up to my condo, I was afraid of what was going to happen with Tamara when I walked inside.� Was she going to break up with me?� Was she going to try and extort money out of me?� My mind was racing with every negative thing I could think of.
Finally I pressed the button and went upstairs, the door opened and I saw Tamara standing in the Foyer wearing only a bra and panties.� She looked just the same as I remembered her, her long hair, her almond shaped eyes, her full thick lips and of course her gorgeous out of proportion tits which were practically pushed up to her chin with the tiny bra she was wearing.� The bra couldn�t have been any bigger than a DD, it looked like a training bra on her massive rack.� It was a front clasping bra and it was digging into her tit flesh so deeply that it honestly looked like it hurt.
Despite my nervousness about what I feared was going to happen my dick instantly got hard at the sight before me.� Without a word she slowly walked towards me, giving her breasts an extra �bounce� as she did, she knew that drove me crazy.� As she got close to me she opened up her arms and then wrapped them around me tight, pushing her massive, hard, over sized breasts into my chest.� As she hugged me tight she moved her chest from side and up and down, rubbing her tits into every inch of my torso.� She then put her lips next to my ear and whispered, �I missed you lover.�
She grabbed my shirt and dragged me into the bedroom where she promptly ripped open my shirt sending the buttons flying. �I love when buttons fly��� She said as she slipped my shirt off and then immediately started working on my belt and pants.� With my pants quickly removed she continued her thought � �and I know you love it even more when I make MY buttons fly.�
She stood back about a foot from me and took a deep breath, within a few seconds I heard a weird creaking noise come from the bra and then suddenly POP POP POP!� The 3 clasps on the front of her bra busted off and shot towards me like a hail of gun fire!� Her tits, which had looked positively massive before, expanded out of their tight confines and bulged out of her chest like medicine balls.
I took a quick moment to let what just happened sink in and to enjoy the view in front of me.� Then I quickly grabbed her and threw her on the bed and jumped on top of her, straddling her chest.� I placed my dick between her massive orbs which were so high they stuck up past my belly button.� I grabbed her tits and pushed them together to prepare for one of the greatest tit fucks of my life.� Then I noticed something strange on the underside of both her breasts.
�Tamara, what are these scars here?�� I ran my fingers over each of them, they were about two inches long and about two inches up from where her breasts met her ribs.
�They�re the scars from my implant surgery.�� She said with a sultry tone
�No � your surgery scars are under your nipples.�� I said as I ran my fingers over the half moon shaped scars at the bottom of her areolas.
�Nooooo.�� She said a little more emphatically.� �The ones under my areolas are my OLD scars, the ones under my breasts are my NEW scars, the doctor said he needed a bigger incision to get such a big implant in.�� She smiled at me.
My brain took what seemed like several minutes to process everything.� I thought about her weird behavior over the last 4 weeks, being so tired and not wanting me to see her, now these new scars that I had never seen before and her talking about her �new� implants.� But somehow it didn�t add up, other than the new scars her breasts looked exactly the same.
�I�m still confused.�� I said.
�I got new implants.�� She smiled and leaned forward to kiss me.� �Just for you lover.�
I still was confused.� �But they look the same.� Not that I�m complaining.�
She laughed at that comment.� �They�re new bigger expanders, I just had the doctor fill them to the same volume as before.� I wanted to surprise you.�� She put her hands on her tits and began to rub them lovingly.� �Now we can spend the next two years pumping them up fuller and fuller.� Imagine how many tits fucks we can do now where my tits are growing as you�re fucking them!�
�Oh my God Tamara � I � I � I don�t know what to say.�
�Just say you�ll pump my tits today, please!�� She pleaded with me.�� �The doctor gave me all the supplies we�ll need, they�re in the closet.�
I got up and went to the closet to get the supplies.� I opened the door and saw the familiar syringes, tubes and needles.� Then I saw two very large containers on the floor.� I kneeled down to look at them.� I looked at the label on both and read them out loud.� �Saline � 10,000cc�
I looked back up at Tamara in shock.� She smiled back at me.� �I love you Jack, I got these big custom expanders made just for you and soon I�m going to have the biggest tits in the world, just for you.�
At that moment I knew I too was in love.