bimbo-puppetsandplaythings: Bossy Got Boobs“We’ve been through this a thousand times&rdq
bimbo-puppetsandplaythings: Bossy Got Boobs“We’ve been through this a thousand times”, Fern snapped. “I‘m not going to go up another cup size. I’m happy with my boobs thank you very much”.Oliver held up his hands in defeat.“Ok, ok I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you”.He dug his hands into his pocket and produced a shiny card. The champagne bottles on the front and glossy writing instantly drew her attention. She took it eagerly.“Club Riocca”, she gasped. “Isn’t this the new high end exclusive club in town? VIP tickets!”“Guaranteed to go straight to the front of the queue”, he smirked. “You better get ready”.Fern squealed in delight and threw herself at him in a tight hug. Then she took his advice and hurried straight up the stairs to the bedroom to glam up. Oliver followed her.“Since I got you the tickets and all…” he trailed off as she dug within her wardrobe. “Can you wear that dress? You know the one, my favourite”.Fern looked away and wrung her hands in discomfort.“You know I don’t like that one”, she whispered. Do I really have to?”She had never had the heart to admit it to Oliver since it was a gift but there was something odd about the dress that he was referring to. It always made her feel…strange to wear it but she could never quite understand why. Yet however wary she was one look into his puppy dog eyes made her instantly concede. Fern rolled her eyes and unhooked the hangar from the bar. Oliver gave her a thumbs up in approval and left her to it, knowing it would be an age before she was ready.Two hours later she called after him.“Zip me up if you want me to wear this so much”, she said, turning her back on him so he could do the honours.Oliver gave her a brief shoulder rub before he began to do as he was told.“So stunning”, he commented peering over to get a glimmer down her cleavage. “Go look”.He beckoned her to the long mirror tucked away in a corner of the room. Beneath it was a battery powered miniature disco ball, another gift from him. He switched it on as she stepped forward.It did the trick. As the ball rotated slowly it caught the light from the ceiling lamp and began to glimmer and gleam. When the light and the ball met with her dress the shimmering intensified. As Fern looked into the mirror the light show bounced off the glass and beamed into her eyes yet instead of screwing them up and turning away blinded all she could do was stare at it hypnotically. The view was so magical and colourful that she even refused to blink to ensure she didn’t miss a single second of it. It wasn’t long before her eyes glazed over as they grew wider and wider. Before approaching the mirror she had been about to fuss with her hair. The hand remained by the side of her head permanently poised as the light show continued unceasingly.“Now about these titties”, Oliver purred into her ear, winding his hands around her in an embrace so he could fondle them from behind.As he snaked his hands into the cleavage and travelled under the dress to her nipples he remarked on how warm and fleshy they were. They were as soft and supple as her mind.“T-t-titties”,she repeated. “I…ooo…I…so small…no…fine…uh…too…too…small… Fern want…ooo…big…they are…Fern want big….big….titties…yes…I….yessssss….so big…want them…ugh….want them so…so…big…big titties…big titties…I…I…oh yes!”Oliver nibbled on the lobe of her ear and had to dart his hands under her boobs to hold her up as her legs almost gave way. He hoisted her up as she continued her mumbling and once he was confident she could hold her own weight again he reached up and switched off the glitter ball.Fern blinked a couple of times, rubbed her eyes briefly and turned to face him.“What was I saying?” She asked him, her nose wrinkling in confusion.“Your boobs?” He suggested.“Oh yeah” She acknowledged, nodding her head slowlyThen suddenly she smacked him on the arm.“You were supposed to remind me to book the appointment with the surgeon”, she scolded. “They won’t be open at this time. God, I keep telling you I want bigger titties and you just don’t listen!”“Of course dear, sorry”, he said biting his tongue to force himself not to smile in delight. “Are you ready to go?”He held out his arm and she took it.“You know I always get want I want”, she smirked as they headed down the stairs and towards the front door”.“Of course you do”, he conceded, opening the door for her. “Of course you do”.Like this story? Have something to say? Please feel free to leave me a comment in the ‘Ask Me Anything’ section of my Tumblr page or e-mail me at b-pap@hotmail.com. I’m also open to picture submissions in the ‘Submit’ section.For further reading check out my Deviant Art page at http://bpap.deviantart.com/ or my story area at www.mcstories.com. My author name is BPAP.Thanks for readingB-PAP -- source link
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