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Re: The Flame
« Reply #15 on: February 26, 2018, 11:29:33 pm »
This is so incredible. Really enjoying it

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #16 on: February 28, 2018, 03:31:02 am »
Unfortunately this is gonna be it for a while. I tried to leave it somewhat open ended but also with some opportunities for some familiar characters to have their own story lines that'll tie in. Thanks all for the kind words and hopefully I can carve out some time to write more in the near future.

Chapter 5:

Jake and Jenna purposely let Ian and Casey arrive before them and they really wanted to make an entrance. The couple walked in and Ian was sitting at a table with Casey leaning against him like his trophy. She looked even more done up with makeup than last time and had done something different with her hair. She was wearing another incredibly tight dress that had a circle cut out of the chest to show off maximum cleavage while still making any viewers wonder just how much titflesh was hidden. They saw Jake and Jenna walk in and stood to greet them.

“We thought you guys were gonna blow us off! We’re already a couple drinks deep!” said Ian. They all embraced and said their hellos. Jake was first to take off his jacket. He set it down on the back of his chair. Then Jenna unzipped hers with her back to the table. Jake took it off her shoulders and set it down. She turned around and Casey’s face went blank. Jenna was a vision: her tight black leather pants, black heels, silver halter top that barely kept her enormous tits in and a ponytail just to maintain an ounce of her athleticism. She looked like every guy’s fantasy.

“When did you…why…what made you…”Casey stuttered.

“What? These? Oh we thought about what you’d said last time and thought a change might be fun. What do you think?” Jenna replied coyly, thrusting her chest out just enough to make her tits pop.

“They. are. MASSIVE! I fucking love them! Can I feel!?” Casey asked lunging out with her hands. Jake and Ian looked at each other a little excited with what was transpiring. Jenna smirked a little and locked eyes with Jake. They’d done exactly what they’d wanted and now they were back on top. Casey’s former attention-grabbing implants were dwarfed by Jenna but anyone that looked at their table would think these two guys had something going for them as the 4 massive tits in their company were clearly paid for and possibly the women as well.

The night progressed and the conversation revolved around implants, surgery, the elevated sex and feats not yet attempted in the bedroom. They’d polished off a good five bottles of wine with a few shots and were starting to fade. Jenna grabbed Jake and whispered in his ear.

“Let’s get out of here. There’s something I wanna…show you,” she said as sultry as possible. Jake’s eyes widened.

“Guys I think we’re gonna call it a night. When are you back next?” He asked.

“In a few weeks. We’ll keep you pos..” before Ian could finish Jenna dragged Jake away by his hand. He barely managed to throw a few hundred dollars on the table before being lead away.

In the cab home they could barely keep their clothes on. The driver was a little uncomfortable at first as to what was transpiring in the back seat. Jake caught him adjusting his rear-view mirror to get a better look at Jenna’s tits and normally he would’ve been irked but given their intense make out and his wandering hands aggressively grabbing her chest he figured it was a worthy trade off.

Jake tossed the driver a few bills but he really had no idea how much. It could’ve been six dollars, or two hundred. All he cared about was getting his dream girl inside and those tits out so he could have his way with them. Before they were even ten feet inside and with the front door wide open he tore off her top and pressed her against the wall. He could feel her plastic chest pressing into him as they locked mouths in a way that surpassed passionate into a mix of erotic and ecstatic. As they breathed heavily while pressed together, Jake forced Jenna’s leather pants off and filled her with his raging erection. Against the wall, she wrapped her legs around his waist while he thrust up and down, her 1400cc implants bouncing up and down with each motion. Faster and faster they went and as the pleasure took hold of her senses she felt her hands wander to her assets and grabbed them firmly. Jenna let out a shriek of pure delight as the passion built to the point of no return. She climaxed simultaneously with Jake and the two froze in their positions, pressed against the wall gasping for breath as the shockwaves overtook them. Jenna slowly loosened her grip on her implants and looked down to see nail marks from where she’d gotten a little too excited.

“Babe…” Jenna panted. Jake tried to reply but still hadn’t recovered from his throes of sheer ecstasy
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“Babe…I don’t think I’ve cum that hard before,” She said. Jake looked up at her still panting, smiled and gave her a kiss. They separated from each other and collapsed into bed. Before they shut off the lights, Jenna realized she hadn’t checked her phone all evening. She unlocked it and saw she had one missed call and a voicemail. She pressed play.

“Hi Jenna, this is nurse Miller from Dr. Haskins’ office. There was a cancellation for tomorrow and the Dr. said you should be fine to swap out to the smaller size at this point. We’d like to get you in at 9am to prep for an 11am surgery. Please call us if this doesn’t work otherwise we’ll plan to see you here and fix everything. Thanks for your patience and understanding throughout this debacle.” Jenna was still for a second. Part of her was relieved. She’d finally be able to get back to work and out of the house without worrying what people would think. But part of her was a sad. This mistake had been a nightmare to begin with but somehow her absurdly large fake tits had rekindled the flame between her and Jake. They were more into each other now than they’d been in college and somehow, throughout this mess, she’d actually grown to like her incredibly fake look. It brought out a new type of confidence in her.

“Who was that?” Jake asked.

“Dr. Haskins. He said he could replace my implants tomorrow,” she replied monotonously.

They both stared at the ceiling and didn’t say a word.

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The next morning, they barely spoke. They arrived at Dr. Haskins office a little before 9am and sat in silence. The past few weeks had been heaven. The passion, the fun, the creativity…it was all perfect. And now it was all about to be a relic of the past, to remain a memory of a fantasy that by some twisted mistake turned out to be the most incredible thing to have happened. Jake wanted Jenna to be happy. That was all that mattered. He was just grateful for this brief time they’d had playing out this fantasy. Nurse Miller walked over to them.

“Jenna? Dr. Haskins is ready for you,” she said. Jake and Jenna faked a smile to each other and gave each other a quick kiss.

“Surgery starts at 11 so you should be back by 1pm,” the nurse told Jake. He nodded in understanding. He watched the last glimpse of Jenna’s extreme figure disappear around the corner. He walked outside, let out an exaggerated breath of sadness and took a walk to the beach. What a few weeks it had been. He truly was the luckiest guy alive.

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A few hours later, Jake walked back into Dr. Haskins’ office and grabbed a seat. It was about 1:30pm when the doctor came out.

“Ah you’re back. Jenna’s all set and doing great. Why don’t I take you back to her?” he said. Jake nodded and followed lifelessly. He was still excited Jenna would have her new 500cc boobs but after 1400’s it would be a bit like going from driving a Ferrari to a Prius. Dr. Haskins stopped at room 102.

“You can go on in. Just remember she’s going to be a bit groggy for a little while so try to help her remember everything. Ok?” Jake nodded in agreement. He opened the door and saw Jenna laying there under several blankets. The lights were dimmed and she was just starting to stir. Jake walked over and grabbed her hand in his.

“Hey baby how’re you feeling?” he said lovingly.

“Babe? Hiiii…” Jenna said softly as her eyes struggled to focus.

“I think I did something silly,” she said trying not to giggle to herself. Jake assumed the meds were still doing their job. He chuckled a little.

“Oh yeah? What’d you do that was silly?” he said playfully.

“I…I didn’t use the 500s like we’d discussed,” she said. Her eyes were now showing a bit of life in them.

“I think I told the doctor to go a little bigger.” Jake was excited by this. Maybe she’d opted for the 600s or 700s. It would help lessen the blow of dropping from 1400.

“ You did? What size did you go with? 600s?” He asked her curiously.

“I asked Haskins for a little bit more. I think…I think he said… he could fit 1700ccs. But I said NO,” she slurred. Now Jake was getting confused.

“I told him I wanted MORE. And he said he’d try his best. We agreed on…” she trailed off. Jake almost wanted to shake her back to reality so he could find out just how much she ended up with.

“We agreed on…” she trailed off again. Jake was losing his mind. He had to know! Jake placed his hands on either side of her face.

“Babe, what did you do!?” he said in a tone made up of both excitement and fear.

“one…nine…zero…zero,” she said while breaking into a full smile. Jake couldn't move. 1900ccs!? This must be the drugs talking. He looked at her chest. The dim light and blankets made it hard to tell but there was something very large hiding underneath. He pulled down the blankets and confirmed that she wasn’t making this up. They were still wrapped but they were MASSIVE!

“Babe are you serious!? Why!? he asked intensely.

“Because you loved them and honestly I loved them. I don’t wanna lose that feeling. I don’t care if it means people stare or mock my chest. As long as YOU love them. Meredith helped put me at ease and lets be real, most of my clients could use a boob job themselves.” Jake was in shock. He couldn’t find any words to express what he was feeling. Jenna was incredible. She was his bombshell and those incredible tits were his and here to stay.

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One week later, Jake was at his office, grinding away on a project he’d fallen behind on the past few months given the rollercoaster of keeping his incredible girlfriend happy. Jenna had been home recovering and refused to let him see her new assets until she was ready and it was driving him absolutely crazy. Just then his phone lit up. It was from Jenna. The message read:

“Think this will still fit?” Attached was a pic of her in the silver halter top that had barely fit a week earlier except this time her tits were exploding out the front and over the top while being pushed all the way up to her collar bone. If they were round before, they were in a new league now. They burst forward a good 9 inches from her body, overlapping the sides of her a chest while covering most of her upper arms and now were encroaching on her abs in perfect contrast. She looked like a dream, a fucking plastic fantasy.

“I think you’ve outgrown it, babe.” He replied.

“Come help me try on my old outfits and let’s give these things a test drive,” Jenna said. Jake grinned. He put up his out of office for the rest of the afternoon and the following two days. There was no way he was leaving her until he’d explored every last inch of her newly stuffed fake tits. He hopped in his car and sped home.

As he opened the door, he saw Jenna standing there, waiting for him. She’d put on her blue bikini which now looked like a few tiny strings on her outrageously large breasts. Her nipples had stretched even more vertically and now couldn’t be hidden by the minimal material that had once covered almost all of her formerly A-cup chest. Jenna spoke up.

“Babe…do you think our flame is fading?” she asked with a playful, ditsy look on her face while hanging a finger from the corner of her mouth. Jake broke his stare from her volleyball sized tits and looked her dead in the eye.

“Baby, that flame…is a fucking forrest fire,” and he pushed Jenna’s hands above her head, forcing her incredible fake tits to pop like he’d never seen and pressed her against the wall.

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An hour later, Brooke heard a scream that sounded like a mix between orgasm and murder. She rushed to the window and could see Jenna’s silhouette across the garden facing the window. Then as she turned saw the outline of her gravity-defying implanted tits standing out proudly. Brooke felt a little flush. Those were the biggest fake boobs she’d ever seen and honestly, they looked kinda hot. Her mind started to wander.

“I wonder how I’d look with implants,” She thought.



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Re: The Flame
« Reply #17 on: March 01, 2018, 05:46:35 am »
Perfect ending to a perfect story. Bravo, man.

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #18 on: March 01, 2018, 06:02:24 am »
Amazing story. I reaaly enjoyed reading it. Thank you very much!

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #19 on: March 01, 2018, 07:14:50 am »
I really liked the realistic setting and tone of the story. Great stuff, ferdinand1!

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #20 on: March 02, 2018, 01:03:55 am »
Really appreciate the feedback, guys. Definitely wanted to write something that leaned more on the realistic side so I'm glad that came through. I have some ideas flowing for other character stories that'll intersect with the Jake and Jenna storyline kinda creating a world of various adventures with implants. I just gotta find the time to sit down and outline it. I'll try not to keep you waiting too long

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #21 on: March 04, 2018, 06:54:14 pm »
I can't wait to see where this goes!

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #22 on: March 05, 2018, 03:30:57 am »
The Flame: Brooke Bailey

Brooke was simple. Her wavy brunette hair was moderately maintained with light makeup on a pretty but neutral face. She was 5’6 with modest curves but nothing that would make any guy walking by look twice. She liked to wear large-framed tortoise shell glasses that were stylish and helped give the impression that she was an intellectual. It helped her fit in with the hipster coffee culture that she’d become so accustomed to. As a full-time blogger, she’d completely adopted the artist lifestyle with a wardrobe comprised mostly of flannel and jeans.

Brooke’s daily routine had become so standardized that she would get anxiety if she strayed from it, often turning down dinner and drinks with friends at new, hip bars and restaurants despite that being the subject matter of her blog. She was ok with her routine. It was comfortable. She knew she was becoming more and more of a hermit but continued to tell herself that “next weekend I’ll get out and have some fun”. She never did.

It was a day like any other. She was sitting in her kitchen with her laptop and a fresh cup of coffee. As she plugged away, something in the window caught her attention. Across the small courtyard, she could see her neighbor Jenna with a cup of coffee in her hand. She’d met Jenna and her boyfriend Jake a handful of times. The couple had invited her out a few times but she always had an excuse. Their relationship could be summarized by the casual hello and the occasional wave from window to window. Brooke had found them both to be charming but Jenna’s beauty had intimidated her. She was always in workout clothes, often times just a sports bra and her body was phenomenal. She took time to not only work on her body but definitely knew how to wear makeup to really compliment her already beautiful face.

But today something was different. Jenna was wearing a large T Shirt which almost made her look, dare she say it, fat? She’d just seen Jenna a week ago so unless she was consuming 40,000 calories a day there was no way she’d put on that kind of weight. But something was different. Then it hit her.

“Her chest looks enormous!” Brooke thought to herself. As she was in mid convo with herself over thoughts of breast implants, Jenna caught her gaze, panicked and appeared to spill coffee on herself. She quickly disappeared from sight. Had it been an illusion? There’s no way she would’ve gone under the knife to get implants that big. I mean, they were BIG. Brooke grabbed her own coffee and started plugging away on her latest piece.

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About a month and a half passed and Brooke was continuing to isolate herself from any form of social life. Her blog posts had gone from first hand experiences to merely reiterating other bloggers’ experiences and reviews. Her followers were starting to dwindle as Brooke’s original material began fading and her voice shifted toward generic. Her blog was her only source of income and if her viewers weren’t visiting as actively, her collected fees from advertising would begin to fade too. She was starting to stress about it constantly. Brooke knew she couldn’t get an office job given her flimsy resume. Plus she loved her independence. She knew she needed to make a change soon. Something drastic that would boost her site’s daily views. As she was deep in thought, she saw movement from outside her window. She walked over to the counter to look out and her jaw dropped. There, as clear as day, was Jenna standing in the window without a shirt on. It wasn’t her naked body that dropped Brooke’s jaw, although her body was drop-dead perfect. Her tits were enormous! They looked like two volleyballs had been forced into her chest, showing no signs of sagging. The outline of the implants could clearly be seen under her stretched skin. Jenna turned to the side and Brooke could see just how high-profile the implants were. Her side profile was like something out of a pornographic fantasy. Her tits were just plain huge on such a tight, fit body. Brooke had always been a little self-conscious about her own chest. She had modest boobs but as much as she tried to make them look good, nothing she did ever brought her any attention. As Jenna disappeared from the window, Brooke was left alone with her thoughts of insecurity. Having seen the physical wonder that was Jenna, she could barely bring herself to look at herself in the mirror for the rest of the day.

The next morning, Brooke opened her laptop to see how many views her latest post had accumulated. Her stomach immediately dropped when she saw the counter. How could she have had thousands of regular viewers daily for nearly a year and now was down to a measly 27 views overnight? How was she going to pay her bills? She had enough saved for a few months of rent but not much beyond that. As her anxiety started to take hold, she forced herself to close her computer and step outside for some fresh air.

Brooke was walking across the front lawn of the condo complex deep in her own head. Was there a way out of this? What could she do to regain her traction and committed viewers? As she was disappearing into her own thoughts she heard the faint sound of footsteps getting closer then suddenly was knocked to the ground.

She was shaken but regained her senses quickly. Brooke looked over to see an incredibly fit body with balloons for boobs protruding from the top of a sports bra next to her. She had somehow managed to walk straight into Jenna who had been out for a run.

“Oh my gosh Brooke are you ok!?” Jenna asked truly concerned.

“I…yeah I think I’m ok. Are you?” Brooke replied.

The two stood up and it was then that Brooke got her first close up of Jenna’s new additions. Brooke was mesmerized. She just stared. Jenna was wearing two sports bras to support the girls with no top over it so her flawless, toned stomach was on full display. Her giant implants popped upwards toward her collar bone in all their artificial glory.

“Brooke…?” Jenna asked. No reply from Brooke. Jenna broke into a smile.

“I see you’ve noticed the upgrades,” Jenna exclaimed.

“What? Oh…Yeah kinda. I mean…they’re so big!” Brooke said in her shyest tone.

“Hey if they weren’t so big our little collision might’ve been a little worse,” Jenna said with a smile. Brooke could only stare. They were monstrous!

“Alrighty well as long as you’re ok. I’m gonna head in and catch a shower before Jake gets home. Good to see you. Don't be a stranger,” Jenna said but as she turned to leave, Brooke spoke up.

“Jenna…I…what made you decide to get those?” She asked genuinely. An idea was starting to form in her head.

“Do you have any regrets? Is life any harder with them?” she followed up. Jenna broke into one of her beautiful smiles.

“Girl, I don’t regret them for a second. I feel feminine and sexy all the time, my boyfriend worships me and our romantic life is out of this world. Sure sometimes guys can be creeps but more often than not they act like shy little children and will hold doors for you, carry your groceries, wash your car etc. I was unsure at first given the first set I got were actually a mistake (story for another time) but I guess it turned out I was always a skinny girl who wanted huge boobs. I sure got em now though,” Jenna said as she gave her boobs a squeeze followed by a wink.

“If I were to say, consider something like that, do you think you could put me in touch with your doctor? I just have a lot of questions and would be interested in learning more,” Brooke said. She had her plan. It was extreme but if there was one truth in marketing that never failed, it was that sex sells.

“I’ll tell Dr. Haskins you’ll be reaching out,” Said Jenna with what almost seemed like giddiness in her voice.

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #23 on: March 05, 2018, 03:22:30 pm »
Keep up the good work! I like your style and stories. I hope to read many more in the near future. Thanks for the entertainment up.to this point in time.

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #24 on: March 05, 2018, 03:31:41 pm »
Good surprise this last chapter !!

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #25 on: March 08, 2018, 12:58:41 am »
A week later, Brooke sat in the waiting room of Dr. Haskins’ office. She’d seen a variety of people coming and going and had taken mental notes on the work each had had done. As she was eyeing a woman with massive lip injections that were clearly made for one purpose, Nurse Miller walked in.

“Ms. Bailey? Dr. Haskins is ready for you,” she said. Brooke followed the pretty young nurse into the back.

“Take a seat. Dr. Haskins will be in in a minute,” she said. Brooke sat down and looked around the room. Pairs of implants were scattered all over the desk in all shapes and sizes. She got up and was playing with her 4th pair when the doctor walked in.

“Ah Ms. Bailey. Jenna said you may be in need of my services? I owe her an incredible debt so please, what can I help you with?”

“Well, Doctor, I’m interested in an…augmentation,” said Brooke in her shyest tone.

“Haha well knowing Jenna and the fact that she flaunts the greatest physical marketing that this office could ask for, I assumed that’s what you were interested in,” replied Dr. Haskins. “Do you know what kind of augmentation you’re looking for?”

“Well…I have this idea. See, I’m a blogger and I like to write about my personal experiences and after seeing Jenna and hearing about the changes she’s undergone, thought that I might subject myself to the same experience and write about the journey,” Brooke said as artistically as possible. Despite her spin, Dr. Haskins translated this to “ I basically want big fake tits” but he let her continue.

“I have a really loyal fan following but it seems that recently the local nightlife and food scene haven’t been enough. I thought something like the process of multiple breast augmentations - the surgery, recovery, lifestyle changes, how people treat you etc - would be a perfect piece to truly drive traffic.

“Interesting,” was all that the doctor said with his fingers wrapped around his chin in thought.

“If I were to, say, commit to 3 augmentations, what sizes could I realistically achieve with each? And how much would it cost?” Brooke asked somewhat cluelessly.

“Well I’d have to take a look at you but usually the first size could be between 600 and 800 ccs. Just by looking at you it appears you have some tissue to work with to begin. Maybe 1200-1400 on the second? We should probably just focus on those to begin with as a lot can change. Price-wise…I may be able to offer you a discount. In exchange for a favor of course,” Dr Haskins said.

“What’d you have in mind?” replied Brooke.

“I have a type of implant called an expander. It’s like any other implant except you can add saline to it over time. That way you can continue to fill until you reach your desired size. If you’re committed to venturing to the larger sizes without needing multiple operations, this would be the best way to go,” the doctor said.

“But what’s the favor, doc?” asked Brooke.

“I’ll perform the surgery free of charge if you pay for the implants AND promote your positive experience on your site,” he said. Brooke sat there thinking for a minute. Free surgery, minimal cash spend on the implants all for sharing her journey on her site? It seemed like a pretty good deal.

“Let’s do it,” said Brooke.

“Great! We have an opening in two days, at 8am. Does that work?” Haskins asked.

“The sooner the better, doc,” Replied Brooke. Her heart was racing. Was she crazy? She was basically turning herself into a science experiment for the satisfaction of her viewers and blog traffic.

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Brooke spent the next 48 hours in a constant state of panic. She was desperate to keep her revenue streams flowing and her viewers committed. She’d run through every other possible scenario but somehow couldn’t talk herself out of this. Part of it was due to Jenna. She just looked so confident and happy. Her chest was massive but it sounded like it was bringing her only positive changes. And honestly, she looked sexy as hell. Brooke figured a bigger set of tits couldn’t do any harm and hey, maybe she’d finally get some male attention. As 5am the morning of her surgery rolled around, Brooke lay wide-eyed. She was ready. She got out of bed, made herself a cup of coffee and started her last blog post before the surgery.

“Bigger is better, right? Well guys I’ve decided to try something a bit different. With so much of the world focused on cosmetic surgery I’ve decided to put myself under the knife and explore the social and psychological changes associated with it. I’ll be undergoing a breast augmentation this morning. The size? I don’t yet know but I’ll be adding more saline and increasing my breast size over the next six months while sharing my adventures on my blog. I realize that this is very contradictory to what you might have thought about my persona from my past posts but what better way to understand the inner workings of this “plastic society” than by immersing myself in it completely. Surgery is at 8am. I’ll write again when I can.”

She closed her computer and headed to her appointment

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Brooke sat in Dr. Haskins’ waiting room flipping through her phone. She decided to check her views to see if any early followers had seen her latest post. Her daily hits were already at 150.

“Interesting,” she thought to herself. Just then, Nurse Miller came around the corner and lead her into surgery prep. About an hour later, she was in a full gown laying in a bed.

“Ok Brooke. We’re ready to go. I’ll fill as much as I can without putting you at risk but just in case it’s not as much as you expect, don’t forget that more saline can be added soon. Ready to go?” Dr. Haskins asked her.

Brooke was so nervous she could vomit. She’d been prepped for surgery and had her IV in her arm already. She tried to find her voice.

“I’m…I’m ready,,” she said sheepishly.

“Count back from 10.” said the nurse. Brooke’s anxiety was building and she was sure she was going to have a panic attack. What was she doing? She couldn’t go through with this. This was insane! Making her tits bigger for viewers and money? That’s what pornstars and cam girls do! No she had to stop this.

“WAIT…I…I…” before she could finish, her anesthesia kicked in and she faded into a deep sleep.


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Re: The Flame
« Reply #26 on: March 08, 2018, 04:08:53 pm »
Nice

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #27 on: March 08, 2018, 04:31:40 pm »
Absolutely superb and great writing style!!!!

Now Jenna has her excellent new tits, could I ask that her journey continue with facial improvements?

Would love to see her with a totally frozen botox and filler pumped purely sexual face to match them big plastic beauties...

Regardless, 101% story... Thank you sir!

SL

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #28 on: March 08, 2018, 07:53:58 pm »
Thought it was over then you pick it up again in an amazing new direction. Incredible!

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Re: The Flame
« Reply #29 on: March 08, 2018, 09:04:09 pm »
Haha sorry Sylvaticus. I was gonna take a breather for a bit but figured why not keep goin while the ideas are flowing.

Cheefyboy - hadn't thought about changing anything from Jenna's storyline other than her interactions with Brooke. Something to consider once Brooke's story is wrapped up.

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