“Ms. Juggs, the doctor will see you now.” the receptionist said in a voice just a little louder than Mandy would have liked, and certainly drew stares from the other people in the waiting room as she rolled her eyes and stood up.
It was hard to believe it had been nine whole months since the last time she’d been here, or that she was here again.
Her tits were huge, they stuck out so far they entered any room she walked into a full minute before the rest of her did.
Of course they were perfect for the strip club, men spent song after song groping them, sucking on them, even slapping them if they paid extra. If they were regulars she’d take their dicks out and give them a good titty fuck and then wrap her inflated lips around their tips to suck all the cum out of their balls.
As much as her tits gave her back aches and were impossible to find clothing for, it was her lips that gave her the most trouble. She could hardly keep them closed and speaking was hard to do without such a heavy lisp that people didn’t understand what she was saying. She had to keep her words short and simple if she wanted to communicate anything.
She walked past the receptionist without acknowledging her and right to the doctor’s office, closing the door behind her and sitting down across from him.
“Ah, Ms. Juggs, nice to see you again. Having any issues with the implants?” he asked matter of factly as he flipped through her file.
“No, they’re perfect.” she replied with her heavy lisp.
He nodded and closed the file and set it in front of him, then looked over the tops of his glasses, “Then can I assume you haven’t reconsidered?”
“God no Doc… I want them even bigger.” she replied and gave her tits a heft from below with her hands.
It wasn’t exactly true, in the sense that she’d never wanted implants in the first place, let alone to go any bigger than the first set she’d gotten three years ago.
But none of her changes in those last three years had been her idea anyway, they’d all been the clubs.
The doctor nodded, “Alright, well, it looks like the 1500cc from last time have settled in well. I can probably replace them with 1800cc this time if that works for you?”
Her lips tried to pout but mostly failed, “Can’t you do 2000?” she asked.
The doctor shook his head, “No, 1800 is as large as I can go. If you want anything bigger you’ll have to go out of country for it.”
Her face was crestfallen, but inside she was celebrating.
She’d started working at the strip club as a way to pay for college, the money had been good, and she’d kept her nose clean. It was only in her second year at the club that things had gone sidewise.
The old owner, an sweet elderly man who seemed to care for his staff, had passed away and his children sold the club off to some big conglomerate that she’d never heard of. At first there hadn’t been too many changes, some new furniture, a new DJ system, a new lighting system, nothing unexpected.
After a few months tho all the girls started to get sluttier and then more brazen about it. By the time she realized something was wrong she’d been giving blowjobs in the VIP for weeks.
Things moved quickly after that, she’d dropped out of college, starting working full time at the club, moved into a condo closer to it so she could take her best clients back home with her, changed her name, started getting lip fillers and then her first set of implants at the instance of the new manager.
That was why she was here today, she was now one of the “older” girls at the club and the manager had been clear that she needed to have the biggest tits she could if she wanted to keep working at the club, so that was exactly what she was doing.
“So, it looks like I can book you in for surgery in four months if that works for you?” he asked.
Mandy smiled as best she could, “Nothing sooner?” she asked back.
The doctor shook his head, “I’m pretty booked up… perhaps if I get a cancellation…” he replied.
“Well… ok… but what if I suck your cock and let you fuck these big fake titties you’ve given me?” she asked as she stood up and walked around behind his desk and sat on his lap, pushing her tits into his face.
“Ms. Juggs…” he started to protest.
“Awe… come on Doc… I know you wanna fuck’em… I’ve saw you staring at them at my last checkup. Tell you what, I’ll suck your cock, you’ll fuck my titties, then you can pound my pussy or ass… your choice… if you can get me scheduled by the end of next month.”
She felt his dick stiffen underneath her ass and she wiggled her bottom to encourage it even more, “Ooooo… that feels like a yes to me Doc! It feels so big… and hard… I can’t wait to feel it in all my holes.”
Then she slipped off his lap on to her knees and got to work securing her earlier appointment.
