Bambi looked at herself in the mirror and wondered how it had come to this.
Ok, sure, she was a gold digger, and as such she knew she’d have to make some… concessions to catch herself a proper husband, but this was ridiculous!
Sure Jim was rich, and famous, at least locally, so he was an idea catch, but she had standards… or at least thought she had.
She sighed and pulled up her phone, scrolling back to before she started dating Jim. Staring at her from the screen was her old self, lush brown hair that just touched her shoulders, soft earth tones for her makeup, lips that could do something other than pout, and a classy dark outfit to match the rest of her.
Barker.
A shiver of dread ran over Bambi as that old name came back to her, she quickly swiped back to the top of her photo album to her latest photo and a wave of euphoria washed over her and an actual giggle escaped her lips.
Then, a simple realization came to her; it had come to this because it was what made Jim happy.
Jim loved dumb fake blonde bimbos.
Bambi let out a gasp as her whole world spun around and around in a haze of pink delight. When it finally stopped, she switched over to her messaging app and quickly began typing.
"Oh my god, babe! I just totally realized my titties are waaaaay to small, can I, like, get bigger ones? Maybe D's?"She didn’t need to go much bigger, just fill them out so they looked nice and fake like Jim liked. It didn’t take long for Jim to reply.
"Of course, anything you want babe."A shiver of pleasure ran through her and she giggled aloud once more.
Jim was the best, he paid for all of the makeup, clothes, accessories, salon visits, and surgeries she wanted!
She quickly typed back a reply.
"You're the best! Like, can't wait to show you how much I love you... 👄🍆🍯"As soon as she hit send her phone screen flashed several times and a weird sound came out of it. Bambi’s eye’s went wide and then vacant… or at least more vacant than they had been.
The sound and flashing continued for a few moment and then stopped as quickly as it had begun. Bambi blinked and smiled, then looked down at her tits and cupped them with her hands.
She wondered how big the surgeon could go? E’s? F’s? Bigger?
A shiver of pleasure coursed through her as the thought of wrapping a giant pair of fake tits around Jim’s cock took hold of her. She might have to get them done twice, or maybe three times, but it didn’t matter. She knew Jim would pay for it and that was what was important.
