As You Wish_Bimbofication Erotica by Tabitha Kohls

Author:Tabitha Kohls [Kohls, Tabitha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: bimbofication, age regression, magical transformation, breast expansion, bimbo transformation, genie, curse, bad wishes
Goodreads: 44450051
Published: 2019-03-14T00:00:00+00:00

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The End

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Faker

by Tabitha Kohls

Copyright 2019

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"You swear you can really undo all of this?" Suzi Slutmelons growled at the ugly sex shop owner, her huge namesakes squeezing around the man's raging erection, tight as a vise.

"Sure thing, babe!" the sleazy man replied, vigorously pumping his hips. "It's real easy, too!"

All around them, the backroom of the shop was littered with a wild assortment of dildos, silicone busts, piles of porn DVDs, and more than a few used condoms for good measure.

Suzi grimaced at the sight, or at least the best approximation of a grimace her botox-injected face would still allow her.

The shopkeeper hardly noticed, too busy driving his cock through the valley of her cleavage to bother watching her face.

"It better be, I don't think I can take much more of this curse," she said.

"Nothing to it, I just have to mutter a few words, and -POOF!- the curse will have run its course." He grinned and gestured at his cock. "But first, you gotta finish...."

Suzi glowered at him, her botox-ravaged face resisting even that small movement. With a sigh, she began to bounce her huge, saline-filled tits in time with his thrusts....

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As unlikely as it seemed given her appearance, only a month earlier Suzanne Simpson had been one of the most well-respected realtors in the city, and just hours away from finally breaking away from her old employers and start her very own real estate firm across town.

She was waiting in her office for her final client of the day, and in fact her very last client for the firm, to arrive. As she waited, she worked on finishing up her own client-list she'd be taking to her new company, carefully selecting only the most prestigious accounts. Unlike her old employers, who would seemingly represent anyone who came in off the street, her new firm would have some standards. Only the best, wealthiest clients would do.

Perhaps she was simply distracted by her task, or perhaps it was the stranger's odd, dirty clothing. Either way, when an ancient crone of a woman suddenly entered her office unannounced, Suzanne exploded in rage.

"Fuck! Not again!! Marty!! Marty, get your ass in here!!!" Suzanne roared.

The old woman was taken aback, jerking backwards at the outburst. She grasped the door handle desperately, only just managing to catch herself from a bad tumble.

Her boss Martin rushed to the office door, even as the angry realtor shot out of her office chair and charged for the door herself. "Suzanne, what's wro--"

"She's what's wrong!" She gestured wildly at the woman. "I thought you said security had fixed that busted backdoor?!"

"Uh, they did--" her boss began, but Suzanne was in no mood to listen.

"I want this trash out of my office, NOW!!"

She grasped the old woman by the shoulder and shoved her out the door, a little harder than she meant. The frail, disheveled crone fell to the floor, in full view of the throngs of waiting clients and other realtors.

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