Thursday October 05, 2023

“Happy birthday babe…” I said as the waiter sat the large piece of cake in front of Tammy and then left.

Tammy’s eyes devoured the dessert as she licked her lips, “Oh my god, thanks baby! It’s like, amazing! *giggle*” she replied.

Then she gingerly picked up the strawberry on the top of the cake in her long fake nails and brought it to her lips, where she sucked on it for a moment before a moan escaped her lips and she took it the rest of the way in. It would be all of the cake that she ate, she was, after all, still on her strict diet.

It was a special night though so some accommodations were appropriate, though not *really* her birthday in the traditional sense. In fact, it was her first re-birthday, the day she had left the old Tamera behind and become Tammy.

She’d spent most of the last year becoming the perfect bimbo to hang on my arm, leaving behind all those silly thoughts of independence and free-will. Tamera had been a high priced lawyer, well on her way to becoming partner. Tammy was a cheap bimbo slut, with a major oral fixation.

I’d brought her out for dinner as a celebration for how far she had come, even bringing her to her favorite restaurant. Of course it wasn’t her favorite because of the food, thought that was quite good, or because of the ambience, which was very chic. No, it was her favorite due to how much room there was under the tables.

I gave her a slight nod and her eyes lit up, all thoughts of the cake vanishing from her mind as she slipped under the table and between my legs. Her fingers worked my zipper and then fished my dick out from my pants, her lips wrapped around it as her craving for her real dessert needed to be satisfied.

I smiled as she stroked up and down my shaft, her head never coming in contact with the table, unlike at so many other restaurants that we often visited. Not that it ever stopped her, or even slowed her down really, it was just nice to be able to enjoy her ministrations and hear the conversations around us.

I picked up my fork as she worked and reached over and drove it into the slice of cake, tasting the sugary sweet treat and making a mental note to leave a good tip.

Some might have said that I ordered the cake for myself, the kind of gift that you give to someone but that it’s really for you. Perhaps that was true of the cake, but it was definitely true of new set of implants Tammy was getting next week.

Not that she woudln’t enjoy them as well, the changes I’d made in her mind left no doubt of that. She’d squeal and orgasm when I fucked them almost as hard as she did when she swallowed my cum… almost.

Speaking of which, Tammy had finally gotten me to the edge, and it being her birthday, I released as soon as she did. A sudden clunk of her head coming in contact with the table as her whole body spasmed from her orgasm, was followed by two more clunks before I felt her relax between my legs.

It wasn’t long before she managed to zip me back up and slip up from beneath the table, to retake her seat.

I smiled over at her and motioned to the corner of my lip, “Babe… you have a little…” I said and she let out a giggle as she used her finger to push the offending bit of cum into her mouth.

Her whole body shivered in pleasure as I took another chunk of the cake in my fork and ate it, “Babe, you should have some of this… it’s heavenly…” I said with a smile.

Tammy looked down at the cake and shook her head, “Oh god baby, like, I totally couldn’t… I’m sooooo full! I couldn’t eat another bite! *giggle*” she replied and placed her hands on her stomach.

“No? Not even a just another drop?” I asked.

Her eyes went wide and her pupils dilated, “I can always drop for you baby…” she replied in a half whisper.

I smiled and nodded, “Good, now let’s talk about your tits…” I started and watched my words bury themselves into her mind.