Big changes

Three weeks later the time has finally come. The date and time on the small card are coming. In the past three weeks I wrote all my exams and past them. I was one of the best students in my year. All the studying in between and after serving at the Gloryhole or taking Videos paid off and now I finally had holidays. I told my parents in Germany and my home-university that I’m going to stay for at least one more semester and I even got a scholarship by the university, because of my good grades. At the end of the semester we had a big party and I really got wasted and had fun there with all the other students. I even kissed Luke and I told him that this is for being a great friend and helping me learning for the exams and giving me some of his notes of the lectures I missed. In the end we parted and he was heading home to a small town in Arizona for holidays. I told him to send me pictures and everyday we were exchanging messages.

For the mysterious date I chose to wear a really tight bright yellow summerdress and a black T-Front-thong under it. No bra, like always. I turn around in front of my large bathroom mirror and look back in it and the thong is clearly visible. I wanted to gain this effect under the tight fitting dress. The string of the thong separating my tight fit buttcheeks. I walk down the stairs to my bicycle and get outside. I know that whine I’m on the bicycle everyone behind me can see my thong through the dress. I put the adress in my phones navigation app and start cycling towards it, following the voices directions. I can see all the guys looking at my backside and while I stop at a red light some guys in a BMW are even honking at me. Finally I reach the last road and to my right I can see a huge fancy looking glass building, that is my destination. I park my bicycle and lock it, before looking for a sign at the building. I get a message to head to the elevators go to the second floor. Slowly I walk through the entrance with a big lobby like open room and walk to the elevators. The doors close behind me and I’m getting nervous and excited because of the unknown. Pressing number two the elevator moves up and the doors open at the second floor. The room is bright and the interior is modern and tasteful. I walk up to a big reception desk and tell a woman that I am Tina and have an appointment. She just smiles at me, tells me to follow her and leaves me in a big examination room to wait for the doctor. I look at the pictures on the walls and scroll through Instagram before the door opens and a good looking man in his late fourties or early fifties walks in. He looks at me and smiles shaking my hand: „Hello Tina, nice to finally meet you, I’m doctor Collins.“. His eyes glance up and down my body after he studied my face closely. We are exchanging a bit of smalltalk and I don’t dare to ask him why I’m here. He tells me to undress and I slowly take off my white sneakers, and step out of my dress while he takes some notes on his Mac. I fold my dress and put it down on a chair and stand in front of the doctor just in my thong. He looks up at me, smiles and starts to examine my body, touching me everywhere. The touch of his cold gloved hands is exciting and my nipples immediately start to become erect. After some time the doctor focuses on my small breasts, nods and takes some notes. „You have a beautiful body and are of exceptional health and form, Tina. You’re breasts are really sensitive and solid. Everything is doable. Please lay down on the bed and we will start with the procedure. I lay down on a clinic bed and get a surgical gown. I’m confused and another doctor gets in and gives me a shot with a syringe. I’m completely confused now. Doctor Collins smiles down at me: „See you in a few hours, Tina. You will be happy with the final results for sure!“. With these words I fall into a deep dreamless blackness.

I wake up a few hours later and everything feels off. I’m really groggy and can hardly open my eyes. I’m still lying in the bed and there’s an intravenous drip hanging at my arm. Slowly waking up I can feel a huge pressure and some stinging at my chest. A nurse looks at me and feeds me some water to get my lips, mouth and throat wet again. „Thank you!“, I mutter. I try to lift my head, but the nurse tells me not to do this and presses my head down again. „You need to rest!“, she tells me. I put my head back down and the nurse leaves. I don’t have any kind of pain, but the pressure in my chest is strange. My hands move up and I’m shocked by the feelings. Instead of my small a cups there are huge orbs sitting on my chest. I don’t even know what to think and do and am just exhausted. I fall back into a deep sleep, dreaming about my life. The next time I wake up I think it was a dream, but my hands wandering up confirm that it wasn’t. I obviously got breasts implants. My small a cup breasts I was ashamed of for some time, but got used to later were gone. In their place are some big round breasts now. Sometime later Dr. Collins comes in and informs me about the success of my surgery. Instead of my small a cup breasts I’m now a c cup with round ultra high implants and that they were able to create the round look I wanted to achieve. I was still shocked, but knew better than to complain and just thanked Dr. Collins for the excellent work smiling. At the end of the day I was given a special bra and pain killers and Jamal was picking me up from the hospital. The special bra should be worn by me for two weeks and I shouldn’t take it off. Walking was really difficult and painful, but Jamal got me home. He was looking at my chest all the time: „I can’t believe this! You’re perfect now. I can’t wait for my first tittyfuck with you! You’re the biggest slut I’ve ever got to know, girl! You are made for cock and to please men!“. I just nod while he walks me to my bed and lay down on it. Jamal grabs a key for my apartment and leaves. I take my laptop and look at my website. There I can already see a post of me lying on the hospital bed with a sign: „Big news!“. And for me they really were big!

Waking up from another deep sleep, but this time in my own bed, I can feel pain caused by the new implants in my chest. Next to me on the small nightstand is a package of painkillers, a bottle of water and a magazine explaining the healing time for new implants. For the next day I’m just reading everything about breast implants and their healing online and watch some Netflix series. Jamal is taking care of me and coming over from time to time to bring me some food or just look if I’m alright. The second day he takes me back to the clinic for a checkup appointment with Dr. Collins. I was sitting at the lounger in the examination room, Jamal standing beside me, when Dr. Collins enters the room with a smile on his face. I’m wearing light blue Teveo leggings and the special bra that I am wearing since I woke up in the clinics bed after the surgery yesterday. Dr. Collins is asking me a lot of medical and private questions before asking me to get up: „It’s time for the big reveal.“, he laughs emphasizing the „big“. He opens the zipper of the special bra and I try to look down to see my stomach, but can just the the new mountains of flesh. The breasts are swollen and bruised, but Dr. Collins looks really happy with the results. He tells me that the healing is starting and that I can look at my new breasts in the mirror. The bruising is normal and will subside during the first week or week and a hair and after two weeks I can go back to work. Light exercises are allowed after two weeks and I can go back to doing my regular exercises after six weeks. He points over to a big mirror and slowly like in a trance I walk over to it. I gasp in shock and surprise at the picture looking back at me. The girl there is beautiful, but she looks completely different to the one she was at the start of her exchange semester. My pierced nipples are pointing straight forward and the big round breasts are very obviously fake and can not be hidden. They are beautiful, but they are not looking natural in any way. They look like a pornstars or strippers bold-on tits. And that’s the moment I realize what I am now: A pornstar!

Looking at Jamal I can see a big lump in his pants and need to smirk. He seems to like my new fake breasts. „Even though they are too big and fake looking to me I need to live with them now and I will get used to them like I did with my tattoos and piercings and who even knows? Probably I will even enjoy and like them in the future.“, us what I’m thinking. Even though I’m shocked and scared the girl looking back at me in the mirror is turning me on. She is a picture of naughtiness and a sexual goddess. My thong is getting slightly damp under my leggings. Finally after a few minutes Dr. Collins takes the special bra and puts it on me again. He tells me everything about the surgery, about aftercare and our next appointment. Jamal helps me to put on the large cropped T-Shirt that is hiding the special bra and my big new orbs. We leave the clinic soon after. Back home I go back to bed and the next 6 days are just watching series, rebuilding my website a bit and making Q&A‘s with my followers to keep them happy. Jamal is taking pictures of me everyday and I need to pose for them. I even take one live session masturbating still in my special bra. All in all I’m a horny mess during that time.