Chapter XIII
"Maturing"
Part 46
Anna couldn’t have cared less about her mother’s internal breakdown — hell, she was too busy watching a flock of cartoonishly overinflated bimbo escorts spill out of a luxury car, their heels so high even Miss Heels herself might’ve hesitated. It was almost hypnotic.
"Mommy’s still calling me a whore?" Anna smirked... " F***! Next to these walking silicone delivery systems, I’m practically pure...
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Trying to gain an advantage in the opening.....
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Hmmm... Trying to remember the theory ...
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Chapter XIII
"Maturing"
Part 45
Mrs. Swanson staggered across the Outlet tiles like a newborn fawn in her 4 inch heels, her brain still refusing to process what the fuck was happening. Instinct kept reaching for Anna’s hand, some desperate lifeline to reality—only to remember that hand was busy clutching the overpriced little bag Anna had shoved at her like a “cherry on top” of this humiliating transformation.
Platinum hair extensions swayed against the expens...
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Hey, honey, I see the book really spoke to you. But maybe—just maybe—you shouldn’t go chasing the moon barefoot... Just a thought...
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They struck their poses in the gym mirror after a light session, muscles tight, sweat glistening under the harsh fluorescent lights. Yana’s ass still fucking ached—not the soul-crushing agony of yesterday, but a deep, pulsing reminder that she’d done something very questionable to her body. No one to blame but herself.
Every slight twist of her torso sent another fuck you from her overworked glutes straight to her brain. If this stiffness didn’t let up, she could forget about a ...
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Not to say this was exactly what Yana wanted—but fuck, her ass had definitely rounded out, standing higher, fuller, more noticeable in the mirror. The curve was there. The illusion was real.
Did it hurt? Like a goddamn hedgehog burrowing under her skin, every nerve screaming in protest. But Yana was too hypnotized by her reflection to care, running her red nails over the new swell of her backside, the sting be damned.
“Tonight, you sleep on your stomach. I’ll strap you to th...
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Activity isn’t just a solar thing, you know… Sometimes, the moon kicks in too—radiating pure, unfiltered bimbo energy...
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Mel, babe, I’ve still got a little filler left. C’mon, let’s not waste it." Kitty’s voice was sickly sweet, but her eyes sparkled with something wicked.
Melissa hesitated for half a second, maybe less. Maybe it was Kitty’s voice—smooth, persuasive, dripping with the kind of promise that made refusal seem stupid. Or maybe it was the sheer momentum of it all. This apartment had its own gravitational pull, a world where nothing was too much, where hesitation was j...
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Kitty had to admit—Melissa wasn't half bad at this. Those satanic black platforms, the same ones Anna had been hoarding like they were made of gold or even platinum, sat snugly on Mel’s feet, elongating her already unfairly perfect legs. Her face? Well. That was still a work in progress. But the silhouette? Chef’s fucking kiss.
Kitty sniffed dramatically, half from envy, half from the sheer absurdity of it all. Fuck, Annie was right, this mice has a potential... And honestly? It w...
2025-02-25 23:07:09 +0000 UTC
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Chapter XIII
"Maturing"
Part 42
“Holy shit, Mel. What the actual fuck is this? A new dildo for our house slut? Or—wait—don’t tell me… is this for Mrs. Swanson? You trying to split the old lady in half?” She grinned, watching Melissa’s face go from pale to cherry-red in real time. Priceless. Kitty knew it was probably just some kind of massager, but that wasn’t nearly as entertaining as making Melissa suffer through the implication.
Melissa cle...
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"Looks like the book really pulled you in. Careful, though—some stories have a way of changing the reader."
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"Ah, I see, I see... fantasy. Do you enjoy reading about werewolves? Me too.
By the way, have you ever heard of a werebimbo? No? Well, consider this a gift! I promise—you won’t be bored. And trust me, it's even more fun to read under a full moon."
2025-02-19 23:12:26 +0000 UTC
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Chapter XIII
"Maturing"
Part 41
Kitty yanked the door open, her smug expression, a deliberate parody of Anna’s own, momentarily flickering into wide-eyed surprise.
“Oh, fuck—Mel! Well, shit, didn’t expect you.” She let out a breathless little giggle, leaning lazily against the doorframe like she wasn’t just caught mid-self-worship. “I’ve been, uh… having a little fun with myself. Hee-hee.” Her fingers absentmindedly traced her fres...
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Chapter XIII
"Maturing"
Part 40
The sting of the injections had dulled into a low, satisfying throb, but fuck, Kitty couldn’t stop admiring her work. Bigger. Poutier. Dumber. Every inch of her swollen lips screamed excess, and she fucking loved it. Encouraged by how well she’d handled it—like a total fucking pro—she decided it was time for a little fun.
Slipping into Anna’s legendary furry, super-fucking-ridiculous jacket, she snapped a few self...
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“There should be a result. Just warning you, Yana—this shit can cause abscesses,” Mei Lin muttered, shaking the viala lightly, watching the thick, questionable liquid swirl inside. “After all, it’s made in my homeland, probably in some Uncle Liao’s shady-ass cellar… But hey, I don’t think anyone’s died yet.”
“No pain, no gain!” Yana snapped, gripping the couch with white-knuckled determination. “No foreplay, Mei Lin—you promised you have a plan, you voluntee...
2025-02-15 00:01:26 +0000 UTC
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Should she spice up her opening repertoire a bit? Queen's Gambit, Spanish Game, English Opening— boring... Maybe it's time for something a little more... modern. How about the Bimbo Gambit?
2025-02-14 23:58:08 +0000 UTC
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Black on a blonde? Not the usual bimbo uniform—but when there’s a little spice in the mix, bubblegum pink just won’t cut it. Some girls are sugar, but Miss Killorn feels this one’s got a dash of pepper...
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No! No, and hell no to fuckdolls without high heels! What’s the point if they’re not teetering like proper eye candy? The show organizers aren’t exactly stingy—Miss Killorn and her “dolls” have a whole damn buffet of stilettos to choose from...
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I can’t help but wonder what’s got her so damn enthralled…
Hopefully, our walking silicone ambassador cracks the mystery soon...
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"Listen, calm the hell down! You can't just bounce back from surgery three days before a competition!—it’s not a damn scratch! Hell, even a week isn’t enough. You need at least a month!"
Yana stepped out of the shower stall, water dripping from her still-damp body, her eyes locking onto Mei Lin’s massive, glistening silicone ass. The way it jiggled ever so slightly under the misty glow of the steam made her jaw tighten. Of course, it was easy for Mei Lin to preach patience—
2025-02-11 21:41:02 +0000 UTC
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Jenny is still slightly ahead, but that gap is closing fast… And speaking of gaps—tell me, are you really itching to see these bookish little coquettes get a taste of something a bit spicier? 😏😏😏
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"Yana, let's knock out a couple more reps," Mei Lin commanded, her strong hands—adorned with extra-long pink nails—gripping Yana’s lower body with a touch that was deceptively delicate yet carried an undeniable authority, leaving no room for slacking.
But Yana’s swollen, freshly-injected face twisted in more than just effort. F***. That bitch. The blonde in front of her, squatting under the loaded bar, flaunting an ass so unnaturally round it could double as a goddamn space hopp...
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The cherry on top… or should I say, two perfectly round, juicy cherries..
Jenny wonders—fuckable enough?😀
2025-01-31 23:17:28 +0000 UTC
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Jenny was definitely putting up a fight in her virtual showdown with Ms. Killorn for the title of Ultimate Bimbo Upgrade... Meanwhile, Kim dove headfirst into her own sexual modernization—no hesitation, no second thoughts. A few tweaks here, a little inflation there, and under Jenny’s expert guidance, she was practically unrecognizable... Almost fuckable... Almost...
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Being inquisitive by life, she was not at all afraid of getting into the project, unlike her blondie mentor Jenny, who was afraid of the sight of a syringe, as if it were an instrument of the Inquisition.... Kim, on the contrary, was burning with curiosity...
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Kim’s basically back in business—well, give or take a lingering bruise and a little post-op soreness. But tomorrow? Tomorrow, she’ll give us all a juicy preview of just how ripe those cantaloupes have gotten…
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It was a little scary—yeah, no shit. No numbing, no prep, just raw, reckless vanity. Kitty sat in front of the mirror, staring at her own reflection like a junkie about to take a hit, trying to justify why she needed this. Because she was already good enough, right? Already a walking blowjob invitation...
The needle was already pressing against her upper lip. No way to back out now.
She scoffed at her own hesitation—what, suddenly she had <...
2025-01-29 00:10:31 +0000 UTC
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Chapter XIII
"Maturing"
Part 38
Kitty eyed Mrs. Swanson's transformation on her smartphone screen with mild amusement, taking in the woman’s tense, glowering expression under new unnaturally shiny platinum hair. It was entertaining, sure, but Anna’s dumbass question about peroxide and brain damage barely registered. Kitty had bigger concerns.
Like the fact that her lips were no longer good enough.
She suddenly realized it the moment she woke up, stretching la...
2025-01-29 00:09:03 +0000 UTC
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Chapter XIII
"Maturing"
Part 37
Mrs Swanson shifted in her seat, visibly shrinking under Anna’s detached scrutiny. The very same mother who used to berate her for coming home with good grades instead of perfect ones now sat there looking small and defeated, the fight long since bled out of her. That quiet, pleading look she gave was heartbreaking in a way, like she was trying to claw back some fragment of the daughter she once had....
But the blonde busty bombshell h...
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