boobjobbitch:“No not like a mail order bride, more like a mail order sex doll.”I was intrigued. My b
boobjobbitch:“No not like a mail order bride, more like a mail order sex doll.”I was intrigued. My buddy was giving me some good ideas. I leaned forward in my lounge chair to make sure I heard his every word amid the other nearby conversations at our Gentlemen’s club. “Okay, Travis. But, how would you even find a service like that, and is it even legal?”“Legal?!” He laughed confidently. “It’s not illegal, that’s for sure. You get the paperwork that says that you’re married to bring her over here, but you only get technically married in some shithole country in Southeast Asia or Africa or some shit. It’s enough to bring her over here, but not enough to make it a ‘real’ marriage. You just need to know the right people and the right lawyers, as I do. Lots of skanks from skanky countries are desperate to come over here and they would do anything to make that happen. You can play with them, then when you’re done with her, you you dump her on her ass and you don’t owe her shit.”“You know how to set that up?”“You bet I do. I got all the connections.” He grinned slyly.It was only three months later that I received my mail order sex doll. I picked a skinny, cute, young little thing. She barely spoke any English, but that was all part of the fun, she would be more dependent on me that way, and wouldn’t be able to ask any questions or bother me with her obnoxious woman talk.Part of my stipulations on the contract before I had her dumb ass shipped over was that she undergo the largest possible boob job, and I would pay for it. She underwent the procedure and soon afterwards, she was on her way to her new life as my personal toy. Little did she know, I was planning a few more procedures for her upon her arrival…I was very happy with my purchase. She was perfectly obedient, not that she had a choice or anything. She did her duties and enthusiastically fucked me however and whenever I wanted. I even trained her to enjoy the way I roughly slapped around her huge plastic boobs. My favorite part about my toy, other than the constant sex, was dressing her up however I wanted, and making her wait on me. She even turned out to be as good at cooking as she was at blowjobs. Most of the time, I made her wear a collar, revealing tight clothes, and humiliating tight shirts that said things like “Fuck Doll” and “Slut” in big letters across the front. I loved taking her out on the town and showing her off to by buddies. The funniest thing was when I took her to the plastic surgery clinic and she had no idea why she was there. I made her sign papers and she had no idea what she was signing. It was hilarious! The shocked and helpless look on her stupid face when she realized that she was going under for another boob job was absolutely priceless. The only thing better than that look, was the look she had when she woke up from the surgery. I never saw the bitch more distressed than when she realized that she hadn’t just received a boob job, she had been pumped up like a fucking saline balloon!She didn’t even realize that I had installed expander implants in her chest until I took her back to the clinic to be filled up. She was still shocked to discover what I had done to her, but at that point she had resigned herself to her fate. The way her lower, inflated fake lip trembled as her already huge boob got pumped up with syringe after syringe of saline turned me on like nothing else. I made sure to take her back to the clinic as often as possible.I don’t think I’ll ever get over how spectacular it is to watch her shuffle around the house and clean, or struggle to bend over to get the pots out of the lower shelves while making me dinner. Her chest balloons are soo fucking huge that she could never get use to them, and even if she did, I’d just pump them up more.Now that I’ve maxed out her expanders, overfilling them way beyond their recommended capacity to 7000ccs, I’m going to have to fly her to another country where I can find a surgeon with loose enough morals to install even larger expander implants in this pathetic little Asian bitch.I’ve made sure that she doesn’t watch any television, other than porn, and she doesn’t have anyone else to talk to besides me. That way, she won’t ever learn much English, and she will never know anyone in this country besides me.The best part is, I’ve recuperate all my investment by setting her up on OnlyFans under the account “AsianBlowUpToy”. I titty fuck her, slap her huge boobs around, and generally sexually humiliate her. I actually make a ton of money fucking the dumb Asian cunt. It’s amazing what a great investment she turned out to be!I’ve been so satisfied with my purchase, that I’m thinking about buying another toy. Ill probably go ahead with the purchase soon. I’d really like to have a whole harem of obedient, mega-titted bimbos. For my next doll, I’ll probably buy a bitch from Eastern Europe, or maybe from South American. I’m leaning towards South America because a latina toy would be prime to also have her ass turned into a super-sized saline reservoir. I wish I had known that I could have bought myself dumb slut slaves years ago. So many options! -- source link