A fair bit of humiliation in this one. Sorry to those of you who really don't like that so much.
Three sisters, Cindy (18), Tori (19) and Lauren (20) each inherited a third of their father's fortune when he died. Their mum had left him for another, even richer guy when the girls were young. She'd still given them birthday presents - a pony, a car, their own mansion for the big parties the girls, or at least Cindy and Tori, used to always have (with staff to clean up after them, obviously), new cars each year, all bought with her new man's money.
But the girls were looking forward to getting hold of money for themselves and doing whatever they wanted with it. Daddy had always shaped them into good, clean housewife material. Cindy and Tori loved not having to pretend being daddy's girls any more and as soon as the money was theirs, they both got their tits done. They got them pumped up big, firm, so obviously fake and they looked perfect. The girls couldn't wait to show the boys at their next pool party. But they didn't stop there. Next were the lips, pumped up all big and juicy, then a few thousand dollars worth of make up each, complete makeovers with manicure, pedicure, fake tan and dying their hair platinum blonde, one straightened and one big flowing curls. Jewellery, mainly hoop earrings, followed and then they threw out all the conservative shit in their wardrobes and filled them with the skimpiest, tightest, sexiest outfits perfectly designed to show off their new hot, fake bodies.
Lauren had different plans. She'd never been a complete daddy's girl, but in the opposite way to Cindy and Tori: she was a NERD. Somehow, Lauren had got the shit genes, with a boring attitude (she never joined Cindy and Tori at their party mansion, eventually they wouldn't bother telling her where they were going for the weekend) and an obsession with being top of every class at school. She was going to use her money to fund her education and go to university to become a successful lawyer. Cindy and Tori just didn't get it - why the fuck work when you're already loaded and could just spend the rest of your life partying, getting wasted and being a *WOMAN* for all the hot guys?
Lauren went to uni and, against the expectations of her hot sisters and even the friends she'd made since getting to uni, she met a guy, Asher. He was fit, muscular and one of the most desirable guys in her year. Lauren herself was the probably the most surprised by meeting the man of her dreams, falling in love and, within a month, getting engaged and setting the date of the wedding for a month later. Other people who knew Asher's love of money, cars and women were less surprised, since within a few days of going out with Lauren, Asher had insisted on meeting her sisters and organising a pool party at their mansion. Asher seemed to spend most of the time with Cindy and Tori and the party and kept "disappearing" every so often. Lauren was too lovestruck to notice.
He also ended up with a few new cars, each one worth about 100 times their housemaids's salary and a huge yacht that he stayed on for a whole week in the run up to the wedding. He said it was a "stag party" and it was true that all his male friends (mainly the guys from the sports teams) were also away from uni for a week. Lauren thought she'd use the time to organise some things for the wedding. She was so excited. She tried to call her sisters - she'd never quite seen eye-to-eye with them, but she wanted them to be her bridesmaids on the happiest day of her life. She kept trying to call them all week but could never get hold of them. Oh well, she'd let them know on the special day.
The wedding day came and Asher turned up just in time to get to the end of the isle before Lauren was walked in by the best man, Shayne, who was also Asher's best friend, followed by her two sisters in their tight minidresses that barely concealed their pussies looking as dolled up, sexy and *WOMAN*ty as usualy, with their big, round tits. As she reached Asher, standing beside the vicar, she noticed Shayne giving Asher a knowing smile. Clearly he was happy to see his best friend marrying the love of his life. The vows came and went, with Lauren fighting to hold back her emotions and Asher seeming almost bored. He must just be trying to detach himself from the situation - real men don't cry. Asher said his non-comittal "I do" and then, finally, Lauren said the same two words she'd been waiting to say for so long..........
..........."I do". Suddenly, she felt someone push hard against her and she ended up lying on her back on the floor. The next thing she saw was Asher's huge cock. He'd never let her see that, saying sex was such a special, intimate thing their first time should be to consumate their marriage. Right now it was fucking Cindy in the mouth while Tori rubbed her beautiful rack in Asher's face. The wedding photographer rushed up, and started recording Lauren's "special day" on camera. A guy stood directly over Lauren, his big shaft out too. It was Shayne, and Lauren had the best view in the house as he started ramming Tori in her ass. Lauren's sisters were moaning with pleasure and giving the occaisional giggle as they joined Asher and Shayne in destroying Lauren's happy dream.
Lauren just lay there, stunned. "Oh come on" said Shayne "you didn't think Asher really gave a shit about you did, you? I mean, you haven't even got any tits. Just money". "And fuckin hot sisters" added Asher as he threw Cindy into a nearby chair and started fucking her shaved pussy. Cindy giggled and the vicar, dog collar now off and like all the other guys in the room, cock out, laughed. "I've never seen such a pathetic set of tits. You don't deserve any cock". As more of Asher's male friends and more of Lauren's "friends" from uni started getting naked and joining in the wedding gangbang, all Lauren could do was stay on the floor and watch while the cameraman eagerly filmed Asher's pleased face as he pounded every pussy, rammed every ass and shot cum on every pair of big, beautifully formed, firm plastic tits. All except Lauren's, of course.
Shayne picked Lauren up off her back and made her get on all fours. "Asher still wants to fuck Cindy the ass" he said to her, as if that was something she should be fine with. Cindy went down on her knees and rested her arms on Lauren's back as Asher started ploughing Cindy's fine ass. "Don't worry honey" said Asher, "you'll get some action too though". Lauren saw her closest friend from uni, Lexi, walk towards her with a big strap-on. Lexi disappeared behind Lauren and next she felt the hard strap-on entering her pussy. Lauren couldn't help but feel some pleasure as her best friend humiliated her pussy and her husband fucked her sister up the ass, about a foot from Lauren's face.
Eventually, things seemed to calm down as Lexi gave Asher some head - she'd been eyeing that big cock since she first met Asher. As Lauren watched her best friend and her husband betray her on camera, Cindy and Tori appeared carrying the big, 5-storey wedding cake. Lauren had gone to her favourite bakery and got a design custom made. It set her back $10,000, but she thought her guests would like it. They did. They liked seeing it dumped right on top of Lauren, covering her in sponge and frosting. Everyone was laughing at the site of Lauren at the end of her wedding sitting on the floor, covered in her own wedding cake and a video of her husband fucking her sisters and her friends as a momento of the "happiest day of her life". "Don't be so greedy with the cake, Loser Lauren" said Tori, "you don't wanna be fat as well as flat".
As the crowd started to leave, Lauren heard Asher saying to Shayne, Cindy, Tori and Lexi "Nice! That worked out pretty much as we planned in on the boat last week. Now I just divorce her, get half her cash get as far away from that ugly bitch as I can". "You could come stay with us in the party mansion" offered Cindy "we've got all our girlfriends from school coming and I'm sure they'd like to see your cock again". As the conversation got fainter and the sound of Asher's supercars (he'd bought one for Shayne too, using Lauren's money) drifted away, Lauren felt the harsh reality of being a flatty replace the impossible dream of ever being with a well hung stud when you don't have fake tits.
A month later, Lauren had lost half her fortune and had spent most of what she'd had left on the legal fees. One morning a package came through in the mail. Inside was a blank CD and a note saying "happy memories". She put it in her laptop and a video popped up. She watched herself saying "I do" and then saw Asher push her over. She carried on watching and as she viewed for the second time her "friends" and sisters crushing her dream, she couldn't help but start fingering herself at the sight of her stud of an ex-husband fucking real women. Not like her, but women with stunning fake tits, the fake tits she should've bought herself when her father died.