Description
Jessica felt tired, she woke up and groaned at the sight of the two massive fleshy mounds attached to her chest - a week ago she was tricked by Marcus into a filling session leaving her with 23.000 cc's inside each of her boobs.
As an "inflatable escort" Jessica would take her clients money in exchange for pumping (and "pumping") sessions where her implants expanded. The gimmick was the valves on her implants leaked a bit everyday gradually reducing her bosom. After each client her tits would simply shrink back, but this time was different, so much saline would take an eternity to leak out on its own.
* Her apartment was a mess: clothes on the floor everywhere, a shattered mirror and delivery boxes piled up in the kitchen *
Marcus hadn't returned a single message she sent him and neither did Laurie. Jessica pushed with great effort to lift herself from the bed, she had an appointment at the plastic clinic for a consultation. Her massive teats seemed to pin her down to the bed.
After some huffing and puffing she found herself on the same issue she had been trying to solve for the past days: she didn't have a single piece of clothing that could cover her gigantic tits (even less support their massive weight).
This was absurd, Marcus had given her a ridiculously small cut for such a massive inflation session and she was even having trouble getting dressed, she felt like a bloated fuck-doll and waddled slowly inside her apartment often holding her tits with both arms as heavy boulders only to find some relief on her bed or while resting her tits on the table.
* Finally success: a single spandex top large enough for her on the back of a forgotten drawer! *
"Yes!" - Claimed Jessica - "Just in time for my consultation"
She proceeded to get dressed and called herself a ride, it was finally time to get rid of such an obscenely enlarged body.
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