bimbo-puppetsandplaythings: Business Boobs Emilia’s line of questioning had gone past how he h
bimbo-puppetsandplaythings: Business Boobs Emilia’s line of questioning had gone past how he had done it. All she knew was that her life had been turned upside down and she had to find a way to come to terms with it. “Why have you done this to me?” She scowled. “I’ve never done anything to you or been mean or vindictive. I’ve never held anything against you”. He looked down at her huge rack where his line of sight was often placed but managed to bring his eyes back up to hers. Emilia’s expression demanded answers. “You have something that I want”, he shrugged simply. “A successful business that I can take to the next level. They don’t have to be that big you know”. He pointed towards the general area of her tits. They were a ridiculous sight. In just a few days they had expanded in size, too quick for Emilia to have gone out and bought some new bras. The only one that did seem able to support them was part of a sexy lingerie set and even that looked fit to snap at any moment. Of course she had to wear the whole ensemble, in her apartment, right in front of him. Everything that happened around him seemed very convenient, almost premeditated. The loss of control felt immediate, and long term. “What do you mean?” She sighed. “I’m tired of all this. Just change them back”. “It’s all about belief. Right now you don’t believe I have a right to take your business from you. It doesn’t seem fair to you. You don’t want to accept this outcome. So they stay big and prominent on your body until you do”. “Alright, you win”, she declared, waving her arms dramatically. “You can have it. Have everything”. Emilia looked down hopefully but her boobs looked exactly the same, straining against the lace as they squashed together. She looked back at him accusingly. “You have to mean it”, he explained. “You have to really accept it in your heart and soul and that’s going to take a lot of time and effort. It’s going to be even more difficult when you start to work as the slutty secretary in your office”. Her mouth dropped in disbelief, her body rigid in horror. “You can’t do that” Emilia shrieked. “What are my workers going to say, going to think? I won’t do it, I won’t”. Even as she said the words she knew it was futile. Everything he announced always came true. It was a strange form of mind control that went beyond her own thoughts and feelings. He could manipulate whole events and actions, almost transforming his life as he saw fit regardless of the lives he destroyed along the way. “You start Monday”, he confirmed striding towards her. “Which means we have more than enough time to form a…professional business relationship. Let’s discuss how filthy you’re really prepared to be in the bedroom”. Emilia’s body began to shake, first in anger, then fear, then passion. The movement caused her melons to wobble precariously. She allowed him to guide her through her own apartment. After all he always got his way. 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