Wednesday September 04, 2024

“Oh… ah… you like my tits? Thanks…” Shelly said as she moved her long blonde hair to the sides so the man could get a better look at her cleavage.

It was kinda strange, because while it was hard to think about it, she was pretty sure she didn’t have such big tits when she’d come into the art gallery.

“Oh yes I do. They look quite round and I bet they’re quite firm… do you mind?” he asked as he held up his hands just in front of her tits.

She scrunched her forehead a bit and titled her head to the side for a moment as she tried to comprehend the question. Oh she understood each of the words he’d said alright, but for some reason she was having a hard time putting the meaning of the question together.

After a moment she shook her head from side to side, “I… I guess not… go ahead.” she finally stated.

“Thanks.” he replied and then grabbed hold of her tits and gave them a squeeze.

Two contradictory thoughts instantly formed in her mind; the first regret, the second pure happiness.

Regret from the massive wave of pleasure that coursed through her, causing her pussy to twitch, and taking every ounce of strength she had to NOT orgasm right then and there in the middle of the gallery.

Happiness from her tits being mauled in public where everyone could see it.

“Oh yes, very firm.” the man said but she wasn’t paying any real attention to his words.

He let go and she managed to bring herself to a semblance of coherence a she looked wide eyed at him, “Gosh, thanks mister, I love my big fake tits too!” she replied in a high pitched voice that she’d never had before.

She looked down at her tits and smiled, were they even bigger now? And they kind of had a high gloss shine to them too didn’t they? And where at her top gone?

A strand of her long platinum blonde hair fell down onto her tits and she took it between her fingers, confusion cross her face. She looked up and the man and parted her lips.

“Whats… whats… going on…” she tried to get out but the man just lifted his finger up to her puffy lips and shushed her.

“Ssssss… No need to ruin a perfect set of tits like yours with a silly talking head. Just keep those perfectly plump lips pursed up, just follow me.” he said and she just nodded as he took his finger away.

He walked towards the rear of the gallery where there wa a single podium sitting empty, he gestured for her to step up onto it and so she did, taking his outstretched hand to steady her.

Once she was on it, he stepped behind her and with both hands grabbed her ass. Just like when he’d grabbed her tits her body exploded in pleasure, she wanted to cry out, but no words would come from her lips. Instead her face twisted into a visage of carnal pleasure.

Eventually he let go of her ass, but the pleasure remained even as her body remained perfectly still.

Anyone passing by would only see the plastic statue of a woman clearly in the throws of lust. Her erect nipples on her giant round tits, her bulbous ass stick out from behind her, her giant lips parted and waiting for something to slip between them.

The ring of the front door drew the man’s attention and he left her standing there, the latest peice of art added to the gallery, waiting for a buy.