“Come on, tell me the truth, arn’t they bigger?” Rachael asked as she stood in front of me, her top open and her massive cleavage on full display.
I smiled and shook my head, “No… no I don’t think so.” was my reply.
Frustrated she grabbed her tits and held them up towards me, “You can’t be serious… they hardly fit in my bra anymore!”
“Well…” I said, rubbing my chin, “You’ve always been… busty.”
She rolled her eyes and let out an exasperated sigh, “You’re impossible… I’m going to go and try and weigh them.”
I watched her walk towards the kitchen and managed to suppress my chuckle enough so she didn’t hear me.
Things were going well, she was so focused on her tits she hadn’t really noticed the other changes she’d made to herself. Like the fabulous red hair dye job that she was going in weekly to get touched up, or the lip fillers she asked the technician to pump in to her, or the extra trips to the gym, or the heavy makeup she spent hours each day applying.
No, the only thing she was focused on was her tits, even after the fact she’d been the one to go and get them done just a month ago.
That singular focus would come in handy over the next few weeks as I started making the next set of changes. A nice slow reduction in IQ, an ever increasing libido, a slow but sure oral fixation, and finally a complete collapse of her free will.
By the time she realized her fixation on her tits wasn’t what she should have been paying attention to, it would be too late and she’d be a perfect blow up sex doll for me to use.
I pulled out my phone and let out a heavy sigh… if I was lucky she’d last until spring, but that seemed optimistic.
You see the problem is that once she was a blow up sex doll, I’d loose interest. I’d drop her off at a strip club, or with some lucky guy that I caught drooling over her, or I’d just kick her out and not worry at all about where she ended up.
Then it would start all over again. I’d find some sweet little innocent thing to start with, someone with a good base to build upon, and slowly but surely build another living sex doll.
I opened up my reminders and set a new one for the first of January, “Start looking for new a new doll”
I smiled and chuckled a bit, I hadn’t made a new years resolution in a long time, but these one seemed like one I’d keep.
