Darla moaned a little as the grogginess started to clear from her head, it disappeared instantly when she saw the two large balloons protruding from her chest.
“Fuck!” she cried out as she reached up and, well cupped was the right word, they were too big to do that, laid her hands on her breasts.
More precisely, her new tits.
Frank, her husband, had been threating to send her away to get the tits he wanted her to have for the last year or so. She hadn’t taken him seriously, at least not completely seriously.
Yes, she knew he had connections, the kind of connections that were seedy and highly illegal, so she knew he could do it. She’d just never thought he’d go through with it.
She, apparently, was very mistaken in that thought.
Running her hands up from the bottom of her tits, she arrived at her hard nipples and brushed over them. A sudden, and significant, rush of pleasure coursed through her and she let out a very audible gasp.
“I see you’ve found one of the other enhancements?” Frank’s voice said from across the room and she turned her head to see him standing near the doorway with a giant smile on his face.
“What… what do you mean ‘other’ enhancements! Are these things enhancement enough for you!” she cried out as she threw her legs over the side of the bed and sat upright.
It didn’t surprise her in the least when her tits remained perfectly round and stood out from her chest like two basketballs.
Frank started walking over to her just as she pushed herself up from the bed to stand upright, trying to avoid tipping over due to the unfamiliar weight she now carried. She managed to steady herself just as Frank arrived in front of her.
“Oh come now Darla, I’ve been telling you this was going to happen for months, well, at least this.” he said, pointing at her tits.
“And lets not pretend you didn’t know my… peculiarities, when we got together. You wanted the easy life I can provide for you, you knew there would be a cost to get it.”
Darla frowned, yes her relationship with Frank was one of convince, it wasn’t like she loved him or anything. She’d known he was a tit man, and her own were larger than most, so she hadn’t really thought that they would be an issue.
“Well, yes… but…” she said, waving at her new tits, “…these things are massive!”
Frank nodded, “That’s true, but I think you’ll find them quite pleasurable to have.” he said and then reached out and grabbed the sides of her tits and squeezed them together.
“OH MY GOD!” she cried out as a wave of pleasure crashed over her entire body. Without thinking she pushed her tits forward and her shoulders back, then, without any thought, words started to tumble out of between her lips.
“Squeeze my big fake titties baby! I love it when you play with my giant juggs!”
Frank let go of her tits and her shoulder moved forward as her tits pulled back, then she blinked and shook her head.
“What the hell!?!” she said as she looked confusedly at Frank.
“Ah, yes, well you clearly haven’t caught on yet to what’s out of place.” he said and her confusion only deepened.
He chuckled and wave at her tits, “Isn’t there something wrong with this picture?”
She cocked her head to the side and tried to think of what he meant, it took a minute or two, but then the lightbulb went off in her head.
“I should still be recovering from the surgery!”
“Bingo!”
She looked down at her tits and felt around the base of them for the sutures, but found nothing. When she’d had her first set of implants it had taken a week before the sutures had been removed and two more before she’d been able to resume normal activity.
Her eyes went wide and her lips parted, “Ho… how long?”
“You’ve been here a month.” he replied matter of factly.
“What the fuc…” she started to protest but Frank interrupted her.
“Darla Dolly does dances.”
It was like a light switch had been flicked in her head, a giant smile crossed her lips, she reached up and pulled the towel from her head, then pushed her tits out and clasped her hands behind her back as she squirmed in place.
“Hi baby! giggle Like, do ya wanna fuck Darla Dolly’s titties? giggle“
“Well Darla Dolly, is was hopping I could slap those giant fake titties of yours before I fucked them, then fuck your face, cunt and ass, before I cam all over your face. How does that sound?”
“Oh my god, oh my god, I totally love getting all my holes fucked! giggle“
Darla woke up some time later, her entire body still and sore, and yet somehow feeling very… satisfied.
She could only imagine what else Frank had implanted in her head, clearly the Darla Dolly personality was just something for some bedroom fun.
She let out a sigh and got up, heading to the shower to hopefully unkink some of her muscles under the hot water. Perhaps if she asked Frank, he might tell her what else he had done, but she suspected that he’d spend the next several months revealing it little by little.
A smile crossed her lips as her pussy moistened, and she wasn’t sure if it was from the programming or her own doing, but either way it was a price she was willing to pay.
