Becki's Turn

Becki was in a trance as she idly wiped the bar down, staring off into space as she replayed the earlier events of the dining room in her mind; How was that guy so fucking hung? Was that dick even real? How was Rachael so skinny with such giant tits? Were they implants or somethin? Was that dicking really as good as it looked?

The questions kept rolling through her mind as she cleaned, her lack of attention causing her own oversized boobs to bump into a glass and knock it to the floor. Muttering to herself as she leaned down wirth the dustpan, she took a second while out of sight of the other customers to give her own chest a squeeze. Up until two hours ago she had been rather proud of being the hotel's resident boobqueen by having the biggest rack out of all the hotel's staff - by a long fucking way - and loved the compliments and tips it got her! These beauties were bigger than her head – and looked even bigger thanks to the extra-padded Double N-cup bras she always wore under her uniform - but she might as well have been a D-cup next to Rachael.

Brushing the shards into the bin, she put the dustpan back in it's cupboard and looked up just in time to see the Rachael and James leaving through the hotel's reception, accompanied by a second blonde who was even more exaggeratedly busty.

"Another fucking one?" Becki gasped to herself in astonishment, lost in more wonder as she watched the trio head out of the hotel's entrance into a waiting car. Still lost in thought, she was suddenly distracted by a voice from the other side of the bar.

"Excuse me, Miss?"

If a voice could he handsome, this one was. Becki quickly prepared her always-flirty-bartender look as she started to turn to her next customer, but was derailed and her heart skipped a beat when she finally looked at it's orginator.

A devastatingly handsome man had appeared at the bar; perfect features that were just short of being chiselled; short dark hair that faded into a perfectly manicured beard, hypnotising eyes, and a a smile that could definntiely be described as "devilish". He was accompanined, if that was the right word, by a gorgerous redhead and an equally beautiful blonde, neither of whom were paying Becki or the man any attention as they kissed teasingly. Both were clearly members of today's visiting "Make Becki Feel Flat" club; each posessing a pair of perfect, round spheres of tit that were each bigger than both women's heads put together. Their breasts fought and jostled against eachother and the fabric of their skimpy outfits as the pair continued to kiss, oblivious to Becki and their companion.

"Uhh...yes...?" Becki asked, snapping her attention back to the man and losing herself for a moment in his eyes as they seemed to pierce her. By God he was handsome!

"Another drink please." he said, placing his empty glass on the bartop for her to collect. "Your best whisky, if you would be so good."

"That's uh...its £95 a glass" she replied, warning the man after some customers had been rather shocked to see that a single measure was more than most meals. Her eyes wandering from the man to the occupied women again, biting ler lip slightly as the blonde started to grope and squeeze the redhead's monstrous tits.

"Hmm..that is rather expensive." the man pondered in thought as he pulled out a black credit card and flashied it at her "Better make it a double! No ice."

"Uhh..okay! Coming right up!" Becki replied as she tore her eyes from the increasingly lewd show, taking a glass from the shelf and filling it from one of the dustier optics.

"Anything else?" the buxom brunette asked when she returned with the drink, her eyes lost in his for a moment before they flicked back to the still-occupied women next to him, whose hands were now roaming southward as they continued to kiss and tease.

"Nothing for me." he replied back with a warm smile, "But have one for your self!"

"Oh no, that's...it's before six and we're not allowed to..." Becki refused politely with a smile as she swiped his card. The hotel had implemnted a new policy on "free" drinks after last month's rather messy incident that closed the restaurant for three days.

"Oh no, I insist! Tell me..." the man said, his fingers lightly touching Becki's hand as she handed him his card. His eyes seemed impossibly deep as she looked at him, pools of luminance that she could get lost in.

"...what is it you want?"

The question seemed to stir something deep in Becki's mind, the voice was so piercing, so charming, and yet so trustworthy. She felt like she could tell the man anything. Her brain swam as a hundred answers swamed through it

"I want to be sexier"

"I want even more massive tits"

"I want to ride some fucking monster cocks"

"I want to be like Rachael and have a giant fuckpole pound me into squirting oblivion before cumming all over me!"

But Becki's mouth answered before her brain could stop it. It was an answer that seemed to come from nowhere, confusing when she thought about it, but at the same time it was the most obvious thing in the world: That guy was a teacher, right? Didn't the girl say something about interview? A school?

"I want to go to that school" she sighed, still lost in the man's eyes.

"That, I think can be arranged." The man answered with a wicked smile as he withdrew his hand, relieving her of his card and taking his drink.

Becki was distracted by one of her colleages approaching from the other end of the bar, calling her name as she approached.

"Hey Bex. Found this bottle in that private room you were serving earlier. Looks like vitamins or somehing. You want it?" the other waiter asked as he walked behind the bar, looking at the small bottle before handing it over.

"Yeah, I'll just deal with..." Becki started, turning back to her customer to hand over his receipt. Her voice trailed off as she looked at the now vacant chairs, all three empty as if no-one had ever been there.

The only clue to anyone being present at all was a note scrawled on one of the hotel's napkins, left facing her on the bar.

"Vitamins are important for healthy growth young lady!

Do say hello to Vixen for me when you see her.

- L"