“What do ya think baby?” Jill said in a sarcastic tone as she held up the two large round implants to her chest and gave her boyfriend a half ass sexy wink.
Jeff turned to her and chuckled as he saw what she was doing, “By god, where did he even get those?” he replied as he rolled his eyes.
Jill lowered the silicone implants down and then tossed on to Jeff, “They don’t feel that bad really.” she said as she gave the other one a squeeze.
Jeff caught the implant and similar gave it a squeeze, “You think so? I think I could get use to them…”
They both chuckled and set the implants down on the table before continuing to sift through all the junk in the house.
“I can’t believe your uncle horded all this stuff!” Jill exclaimed throwing her hands up in the air before putting them on her hips.
“Yeah, me neither. I always thought he was a pretty organized guy, but I guess you can never tell.”
Jeff picked up a box of junk that they’d pretty much filled and turned to her before heading out to the dumpster, “Anything else for this load?” he asked.
Her eyes went down to the implants and Jeff nodded then held the box out so she could put them in.
“No one is going to miss those things.” she said and Jeff nodded in agreement before walking out of the room.
Jill tossed and turned in bed, Jeff was deep asleep beside her, not even noticing her gyrations.
Suddenly she sat bolt upright and gasped, finally disturbing his sleep.
“Ugh… wha… you alright babe?” he mumbled without opening his eyes.
She breathed heavily for a moment and then reached over and put her hand on his shoulder, “Yeah, go back to sleep.” she assured him.
Then she slipped out of bed, put on her slippers and housecoat, before heading downstairs, and outside to the dumpster.
Jill looked at herself in the mirror, her pink lingerie hugging her body, except for her breasts. It couldn’t hug her breasts because the two large silicone implants were stuffed inside the bra, squeezing her small breasts against her body, but giving her curves like she’d never have naturally.
She bit her lower lips and moved back a few paces until she pumped up against the end of the bed, sliding down, she spread her legs and started to masturbate, one hand between her legs, the other grabbing at the silicone orbs on her chest.
Her orgasm came fast and hard as images of Jeff fucking her giant fake tits dominated her mind.
Jill heard the front door open and she panicked, she was still in her lingerie, still on the bedroom floor, still had the implants stuffed in her bra.
She’d lost track of time!
“I’m home!” called Jeff and she shot up to her feet, got to the bedroom door and called downstairs, “I’ll be down in a minute!”
“Ok!”
She closed the door, rushed to hide the implants in the closet where they had been stashed for the last six months since they’d cleared out Jeff’s uncle’s house, and then rushed to the bathroom to get herself cleaned up.
Jeff looked over the kitchen table at Jill as she cleared the plates with a raised eyebrow, “Have you done something with your hair?” he asked.
She stopped dead in her tracks and shook her head, “No, same as always.” she replied.
“Huh… something seems different about you today.”
She shook her head and smiled, “Nope, same old same old.” she replied once more before picking up his plate and taking it to the sink and rinsing it off.
All the while desperately hoping he didn’t put together what was actually different, her new push up bra.
Jeff went back to looking at his phone and she let out a internal sigh of relief.
Jeff looked shocked, but at least he didn’t look disappointed or angry, and that was a good sign at least.
“I’m sorry, what?” he asked in disbelief.
“I want to get breast implants.” she replied matter of factly.
Jeff shook his head several times until understanding seemed finally to dawn on him, “Is this… is this about… you know, those implants we found at my uncle’s house?”
She pursed her lips a little, “Well, yes and no. I mean, yeah ok, that was a little weird but it kinda got me thinking. And ah, well, since I’ve been wearing push up bra’s you’ve been… more attentive?”
His eyebrow raised up again, “I knew something was different recently.”
She blushed and smiled, “Yeah, sorry I didn’t say something about that.” she apologized to him.
“It is your body of course, and I wouldn’t want you to do it because of me, but I’ll support you if you want to do it.” he finally replied after thinking for a moment.
She thrust herself at him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders before giving him a giant kiss and then sliding down between his legs and giving him a blowjob.
“God Jeff, fuck my fake titties!” Jill cried out as she pushed her new tits together around Jeff’s dick and bounced up and down.
It was even better than she had imagined.
The doctor had finally cleared her to resume normal activity, including sex, and she had almost been able to wait to get home. The only thing that had stopped her from getting her tits out and wrapped around Jeff’s dick in the car was the limited space.
Jeff looked down at her with a mixture of surprise, concern, and pleasure. Surprise because she’d never spoken like that during sex, concern about how aggressive she was being, and pleasure from her new tits around his dick.
In the end the pleasure won out and he let her continue titty fucking him, telling him how much she loved his dick between her tits, until she coaxed every last drop of cum out of his balls and onto her tits.
By the end of it, her own orgasm dwarfed his.
Jeff was off at work and Jill was having a hard time waiting for him to get home and play with her tits.
God she loved her tits being played with, she couldn’t get enough!
Frustrated, she headed up stairs to their bedroom and quickly got undressed, retrieved the two silicone implants from Jeff’s uncle from their hiding place and put them down on the bed, spaced out perfect.
Getting on the bed herself, she placed her pussy over one of the silicone orbs, and then pushed her face into the other, and started masturbating until she came hard several times.
Jeff sat in the study to the sound of Jill masturbating upstairs, things were getting worse… kind of at least.
She’d had her second set of implants a month ago, and while he’d hoped that would satisfy her to some degree, it hadn’t. In fact the opposite was true. She’d gone from a over sexed wife that wanted to fuck every night, to a sex obsessed parody of a wife that only wanted sex all the time.
He wasn’t complaining of course, Jill had always been a little… conservative in the bedroom. Nothing terrible, just more of a missionary position kind of woman. With maybe something special on valentines day or something.
Now, she was up for anything, especially if it included something to do with her tits… breasts he corrected himself mentally. It was hard not to think of them as tits as Jill referred to them as such all the time.
It was just… well… he was tired. He was a healthy youngish guy, he could go a few rounds a week without much problem, but Jill needed more than that now.
He let out a sigh and looked in the box he’d pulled out of the garage from the stuff they’d brought back from his uncle’s estate, then picked up the next journal and opened it to read.
He hadn’t though much about the stuff they’d brought back from his uncle’s place until he’d walked in on Jill a couple of months ago, face down on their bed, and the two silicone implants that he thought he’d thrown out rubbing into her face and pussy.
She hadn’t noticed him and he assumed she still thought he didn’t know, but he’d been spending his free time going through his uncle’s journals and was finding most of it hard to beleive.
It turned out that the “junk” he’d been hording was all cursed items, each one described and catalogued in the journals. He was hoping that the implants would be referenced with some way to undo the curse, or at least tame it.
He flipped over the next page in the journal and finally found what he was looking for, the cursed implants were from a famous porn star, taken out in one of her upgrades, and stolen by one of the nurses.
Any woman that came in contact with them became obsessed with them, wanting only to get bigger and bigger implants, never being satisfied, no matter how large she became.
He flipper over the and there were some additional notes from his uncle.
"Separating the cursed implants from the subject doesn't seem to make any difference, the only way to break the curse is to pass it on to another person, and that doesn't negate it, just leaves the original subject as they were. Did note that the subject and implants are linked as long as the curse hasn't been passed on, so squeezing the implants will cause pleasure in the subject, and slapping them a mix of pleasure and pain... could be used to control the subject with enough time and effort through basic pavlovian conditioning."Jeff smiled as he reread the passage and was finally interrupted by Jill’s scream as she came one final time.
In good concious he couldn’t inflict the curse on someone else, that would just be a never ending cycle, but he could stop it here and now… and have some fun while doing so.
He closed the journal and headed upstairs where he found Jill splayed out on the bed, her pussy still pushed hard against one of the implants, the other to laying beside her head.
He picked both up and went and washed them off before taking them back downstairs and putting them in the small safe that was in the study.
He’d have to do some thinking about the best way forward, but until then he figured it was best to keep them same and sound where Jill couldn’t get to them.
One thing that did bother him a bit though was all those other cursed items that’s he’d sent to the dump… had anyone else fallen pray to them?
He sighed and just shook his head, he couldn’t do anything about that now but hope they were buried under tons of other garbage.
