"Plastic stripper" 19

CHAPTER 4

Part 3

"...Once Tiffany took the bus back home she crept back into her house and walked as quietly as she could in her new stripper heels towards her room. Once she was alone in her room she locked the door and then sat down on her bed. Tiffany sat there for a few minutes unable to think of anything to do. The only thing that came to mind were Kitty's huge fake tits.

Tiffany's finger was rubbing her clit before she knew what was happening. God she was so wet and horny. She couldn't help herself. She moaned as she rubbed her clit and thought of the huge fake tits. Soon she was tearing her shorts off and plunging two fingers into her gushing pussy. She fingered herself rapidly only pausing to rub her clit while she leaned back and moaned.

"Ohhh so fake..." she moaned again unable to get Kitty's fake tits out of her head. Suddenly an image of Tiffany with massive fake tits like Kitty's entered her mind. Tiffany moaned loud as ever as an extreme orgasm tore through her body. She fell back onto her bed breathing hard and relishing the feeling of intense pleasure. Before she knew it her eyes were closed and she'd fallen fast asleep.

The next morning Tiffany woke up in her own bed. She'd had weird dreams about girls shouting that her tits were small and her hands closing around huge round implants. Tiffany then noticed she had a skull splitting head-ache.

"Ah god," she said as she felt at her forehead. "What happened last night?" she wondered out loud. She remembered everything up till when Kitty had given her the pills. After that it was like a random train of jumbled thoughts, feelings and emotions. She could remember bits and pieces. She recalled the girls shouting and then Kitty's talk after  her fall, but she didn't remember falling at all or anything between taking the pills and going up on stage.

Tiffany went to get out of bed and then stumbled a bit. She was still wearing her heels from last-night along with her shirt while the bottom half of her was naked. Terrible headache was mocking her.

She glanced at her bed and saw a small pink bottle sitting on her comforter. She remembered Kitty's words and then lunged for the bottle. She popped the top before downing three of thepainkillers dry and then falling back into her chair.

The pain faded away quite quickly as Tiffany's reality changed again. She saw her room in an entirely new light now. Her head felt like it was floating in the clouds. Tiffany felt absolutely amazing. Better then she'd ever felt before. She was also super horny.

"I need to be fucked." Tiffany said as she grabbed her cell-phone and then texted her boyfriend Tom. They hadn't had sex in two days. Tiffany needed it..."