Dipping Dots Ice Cream

Part 1

Every town in America has something that makes it stand out. Big or small, it can be no more than a shop, or a rather famous parade. In Waterbury we had the aptly named Waterbury Open, where the best amateurs in the world would come for a chance to win a spot on the PGA tour. That was our big draw every spring. For the locals of our small town, there was another draw.

Dipping Dots Ice Cream and it was run by the prettiest girl in town, Victoria Black. She started the business as a way to make money over the summer back in high school. Starting out as nothing more than a table with a sign and ice boxes donated from the church, it has since grown into it's own little shop with a walk-up window and even a drive thru. Serving everything from Sundays, to milkshakes and banana splits, it's open Tuesday through Saturday from 10:00 to 8:00, and Sunday from 1:00 to 7:00.

At 20 years old she is considered a success story. Compared to her I'm an 18-year-old recent high school graduate with not a clue with what I want to do. There is one thing though that I have made as a goal for myself and that is to make Victoria Black my sweetheart.

I'm not sure if it was the ice cream that made Dipping Dots such a popular hangout, or the girl who stood behind the window handing out the ice cream.

"Here you go sweety. That'll be $3.50 please!" She says with happiness radiating from her pretty face.

Standing second in line on a hot Saturday afternoon, I can't wait to get a better look of the beautiful redhead with those gorgeous green eyes and red lips that sparkle. She is a dream, but even I know that she is way out of my league. In fact she is out of everybody's league.

Digging into his back pocket, the elderly man procures his wallet. "Here you go." He says, handing her four $1 bills.

That is, except for one guy who she is currently set to get married to. He's only good enough because her daddy is best friends with one of the biggest donors of his church.

But that doesn't mean a sap like me can't still check her out. That's why I'm here and spend nearly every dollar I earn. I can never get enough of Victoria's milkshakes.

Watching her take the money and then and came back 50 cents, she picks up his order and holds it out to him. "50 cents is your change and here you go! Thank you for stopping by and I hope you have a Dipping day!"

Smiling as the old man picks up his ice cream and turns to walk away, there is nothing now that stands between me and my destiny. Taking a step forward, I am already smiling broadly but she looks down at me with those big green eyes.

"Hi, welcome to Dipping Dots, what can I serve you today?" She says, her voice playful as she flirts just a little period

Glancing down from that pretty and smiling face, I look right at that ready to burst, retro themed button up blouse. Stretching hard over a pair of big and bulging tits, it is so tight that even the outline of her thick nipples can be seen bleeding through it. Pink with white vertical stripes, the collar is broad and white too, the short sleeves finish with matching cuffs just shy of her elbows. Like usual, the top three buttons are undone to reveal the little golden cross dangling from a chain around her neck.

"The usual, one large vanilla and chocolate milkshake with whipped cream and a cherry on top." I say, staring at the snow white skin framed by the open V. Just to the left of that almost down blouse is her name badge positioned right above her big, left breast.

*Victoria*

"An excellent choice. Will there be... Anything else today, Matt?" Victoria sings, batting her eye lashes as she leans forward just a little bit and pushes her breasts together with her arms.

Knowing full well that I'm going to look, and indeed I do, I feel my mouth go dry the moment I look back down. Sticking out from the V is just a glimpse of her cleavage peeking out from the fringes of her bra cups. So small, it hardly even counts, but it gets me rock hard anyway. Swallowing hard, I look back up into those humored, emerald green eyes of hers and shake my head. "No... I think that's all I'm going to be able to stomach today." I say with a small croak.

"Purrr-fect" Victoria says, that big smirk never leaving her face suddenly turns sideways and sticks out her chest.

Feeling my cock start to sputter, I can't stop looking at those giant boobs sticking out and slightly up into the air. Just below their overwhelming shadow is her skinny and narrow waist, highlighted by a shiny, white belt. Picking my jaw up off the counter, I watch as she turns and walks over to the ice cream machine, her hips twirling and making that white skirt dance.

Not nearly the same length as it was in high school, it stops a couple of inches short of her knees. Even then, I can't stop staring at those legs wrapped in the best pantyhose that money can buy. They look absolutely perfect despite that skirt because it is just tight enough to show off the swells of her hips and pert and perky bottom. Grabbing a large cup she wraps her red fingernail painted fingers around the center handle and pulls it down. Filling it nearly to the top with delicious chocolate and vanilla swirl, soft serve ice cream, she gently returns the handle to the upward position then turns to take my order over to the mixer where she will whip it up into her infamous milkshake. Looking right up from her ass, I skim past the skinny waist and return my gaze to those big and glorious tits filling out her top. Bouncing rhythmically up and down, they don't jiggle and shake, they do little bunny hops.

"God, would I love to be her bra right now..." I think to myself as I bite down on my finger.

Located in the corner by the drive-thru window, I get a longer and lasting view of that voluptuous body. Watching her mix it up, she moves the cup all around as the machine whirrrrrs loudly in the corner. When she is done, she taps the cup a couple of times on the counter and then carries it with her to the refrigerator just to the left and below the ice cream machine. Bending down to open the door, that big ass sticks right out, forcing that little white skirt to reveal its juicy secrets. Big and round, Victoria's bottom looks like two perfect ovals as the skirt stops touching it at some point to give me an idea of how far it sticks out. A lot like her tits, Victoria's bottom is definitely full and there is a lot more ass that I can't see. The view only lasted a second, but it was the second best view in the house. Standing back up as quickly as she bends over, Victoria squirts with cream and a nice circular comb and then finishes it with a cherry on top. Bending back down to put them away, I get to gaze upon those swollen cheeks a little bit more before she stands up and turns around with my order in her hand. Aloft right next to her big right tit, the nipple poking out from her breast serves as a shining beacon and much the same way that little red cherry does perched atop that mountain of whipped cream.

"Here you go, one chocolate vanilla swirl milkshake with whipped cream and a cherry on top." Victoria says, reaching out to set the cup on the counter outside. When she withdraws her hand, she starts patting the cup right next to the window where the straws are supposed to be. "Well darn, looks like I need to refill the straw holder." Stepping back, she wastes no time and bends right over to refill the supply.

When she does, I stretch and lean right up to that open window and look down where I am rewarded by a downblouse of a lifetime. Not only do I get to see that little bit of cleavage peeking out, but I get to see a whole lot of that bulging white bra too! Not surprisingly, it is full coverage and does not give away any more of its big titty secrets, but there is a big white flower nestled in the middle. When it disappears, I lean back and wait, looking around the line you are either shaking their heads, or grinning back at me.

Popping back up a second later is Victoria and her big and juicy boobs. Clutching a bundle of straws on one hand and holding a spoon in the other, she puts the straws in the cup and then wraps one with the spoon and fresh napkins. Holding it's along with a cup, she finally sticks it out the window and place it on the counter in front of me. "That'll be $7.25." She says with that great big smile of hers. Handing her a 10, she hands me back my change then bids me her iconic farewell. "Thank you for stopping by and I hope you have a Dipping day!"

Taking the milkshake, I find a place to sit down. Unwrapping the straw, I stick it in the delicious looking treat and I start to suck. Smooth and perfectly textured, it really is a good milkshake made even better by the wonderful woman who makes them. Turning in my seat, I look up at the bright blue and sunny sky, appreciating the warmth of the rays of the Saturday sun. Closing my eyes, I think about Victoria again and how she made my ice cream. The slight twists and little Ben's really highlighting in my mind just how beautiful and curvaceous she is.

Knowing very well that it would be creepy to continue to stare at her through the little window, I instead look forward to tomorrow, Sunday morning church. The sermons may be boring and I really don't believe in god, but I only go so I can stare at her, drink in the beauty of her body and maybe catch a phrase or two when she sings a hymn.

Arriving at the church on Sunday morning, I am wearing my Sunday best. A suit and tie with The single wins are not pulled up high enough to hide the open button under my Adam's apple. Walking up to the big wood doors, I go to pull one open when it doesn't budge. Giving it a few more tries, even pulling with everything I have and using two hands, I kick the door in frustration when something flutters by my face. Looking down, I see that it is a piece of paper and when I pick it up and read it, everything becomes perfectly clear.

"Due to ongoing renovations, today's service will be held out back in the field."

Shrugging my shoulders, I pin the note back to the door and then walk around to the back of the church. Seeing rows upon rows of white, folding chairs, the parishioners have all nearly arrived and are taking their seats. Walking up the aisle, I find a seat only three rows back and opposite of where Victoria is sitting. Not alone this day, it appears that she is being accompanied by her fiance. Even though it As yet to be formerly announced, it is expected soon. Sitting down I ignore the boyfriend, a man who I can only see the back of his head, and instead focus on the voluptuous beautiful redhead seated right next to the aisle in the front row.

Wearing a white with rose print, sleeveless dress it shows just a little of her shoulders, but it certainly flaunts her flattering figure. Sitting mostly behind her, I can see that the dress has been tailored to highlight her epic bust. Wrapping around her waist is her white belt again and flowing beneath it, currently draping from her safely thigh is the skirt. Sitting like a lady, her legs are crossed at the thigh with one heel hanging in the air. With one heel suspended in the air. Getting a good look at it, it looks precariously tall, in fact the whole shoe looks to be more about lift than anything else.

Funny, I never really paid much attention to Victoria's shoes before. They certainly do a great job of making her look tall and leggy.

Looking away from her feet, I gaze upon her beautiful and wavy red hair. Stopping well past her shoulders, it is beautifully maintained, decorated today with a wide hair band that matches her dress. I didn't even know when the sermon started because I was too busy longing for the woman who is so close, yet so far. What makes me think I even have a chance, I do not know, but I will try as I may doing whatever it takes.

Just, what do I say to the most beautiful girl on earth?

I don't know, but the next thing I know she's standing up and walking towards the makeshift stage where her father is standing behind a temporary pulpit. As Victoria is preparing to step on the stage, a slight breeze ruffles her skirt and gently tosses her hair. Looking up, I see that the sunny morning has become overcast. Not so much am I afraid of rain, it's definitely an indicator that weather is coming.

Pushing herself onto the stage, the wind dies down and when she turns around, the sun breaks through the clouds to cast its never ending light down upon her. Literally appearing like an angel from the heaven, Victoria waits patiently for her father to finish. Holding her hands in front of her, she looks absolutely stunning. Especially with her bare and skinny arms framing those burgeoning big breasts jutting into the top of that dress.

"... And that is how John the Disciple grew to love Jesus." The pastor says, closing his Bible. Giving it a gentle pat, he looks over beaming with pride at his lovely and voluptuous daughter. "Now if you could all put your Bibles down and pick up your hymn books and turn to page 34. Leading us this beautiful morning in praise to our Lord and savior is my daughter, Victoria singing Amazing Grace. Honey?" The pastor says, motioning to his daughter to begin.

Looking over at her father and nodding in acknowledgment, Victoria looks back at the congregation and starts to draw a deep breath as the pastor leaves the stage. As she fills her lungs with air, those big and bulbous boobs start to slowly rise higher and higher and slowly spread apart. Pushing harder and harder into the tight confines of her dress, I watch with mystical eyes when those thick nips slowly start to emerge. With those tits and emergent nipples pointing to the sky, Victoria starts belting out the lyrics of the infamous song in the high voice of a soprano.

She used to be in the choir. Neither the best, or the worst, she could sing with a group, but singing by herself revealed summer for weakness. But I wasn't here to listen to her sing about the glory to some imaginary man in the sky, I was here to stare at those big ass boobs! And right now, they are freaking perfect as they give thanks to the very God that many credit with providing!

"Amazing grace

How sweet the sound

That saved a wretch like me

I once was lost, but now I'm found

Was blind, but now I see

'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear

And grace my fears relieved

How precious did that grace appear

The hour I first believed

My chains are gone

I've been set free

My God, my Savior has ransomed me

And like a flood, His mercy rains

Unending love, Amazing grace

The Lord has promised good to me

His word my hope secures

He will my shield and portion be

As long as life endures

My chains are gone"

And as she sings, Victoria's arms are flung out to either side of her, palms facing the heavens singing the praises of her Almighty Lord. Reaching the crescendo of the song, she starts raising her arms to the sky, forcing her already overworked dress to start inching up her body. When that happens the top of the dress collapses on top of her tits which now take on the appearance of two towers sticking up.

"I've been set free (been set free)

My God, my Savior has ransomed me (ransomed me)

And like a flood (like a flood) His mercy rains (mercy rains)

Unending love, oh, Amazing grace"

As if answering the prayer to his angel on earth, the wind picks up. Gentle at first, it makes for a photogenic moment when Victoria's hair and dress flutter to one side as the sun still shines it's few rays of light on her down from above. As the wind picks up and clouds cut off the last rays of sunshine, everyone is speechless when Victoria's dress starts to rise. Inch by inch, more and more of those nylon covered legs are exposed to the world. Revealing them in all of their shapely glory, the skirt finally stops when it reaches her belt.

Definitely not granny panties, they are full coverage as I can make out the stitching where the panels come together in the front. I can even see the little bow decorating the waistline! What is most surprising and eye opening though is the size of Victoria's pussy. Not only are those lips thick and meaty, but her mound is big and fat too! Sticking out right below it, like a turtle's head, is the outline of her sizeable clitoris! Having never seen her lady parts before, I, along with everyone else for different reasons, am shocked by how *developed* it is!

Still singing at the top of her lungs, she has no idea that everyone can see the entirety of her shapely legs and bulging camel toe. Covered only by her pristine and very tight, white panties and pantyhose, she is oblivious until another stiff breeze tugs at her hair!

"The Earth shall soon dissolve… EEEEEEEEEEEEEEK! MY HAIR!!" Victoria cries, her shrieks piercing through the suddenly windy day, clutching her hair with both of her hands!

Thoroughly confused, I fully expected her to maintain her modesty by pulling down her skirt, not worry about her mop! But, there she was, now turning in circles, with her hands firmly planted to her skull. Spinning round and round, I really enjoyed the site of that bulging box and those panties that we're barely big enough to completely cover her butt! The only part I got to enjoy was the little bit that hung out from the back of either of the leg holes, as well as the long crack they couldn't hide! Victoria's pantyhose may have been dark and covered up her pasty legs, but they failed to hide those big white panties!

"God dammit, Edward! Get up there and protect the modesty of my daughter and your future wife!" The pastor yells, taking the lord's name in vain which made more than a few parishioners look at him in shock!

I can't really blame the well-dressed man, whose clothes probably cost more than my used car, for not jumping up right away. Given Victoria's background and very conservative nature, I bet he has never seen underneath her skirt yet either! Well, after getting more than an iPhone for longer than he could have ever dreamed ip to this point, Mr fancy pants *finally*jumps up from his seat and runs to be Victoria's handsome savior. Dropping to his knees as she spins round and round still, he finally catches hold of that skirt and Yanks it down and then holds it until the wind eventually dies down. When it does, the show is over and as Victoria is led back to her seat, I decide that maybe now is a good time to make like a tree and leave.

That little episode gives me a week's worth of something to jerk off to and boy did it feel good!

The next time I see Victoria is on Wednesday. Arriving at the ice cream parlor a little after 1:00, I'm not surprised in the least bit that the place is dead. It usually is on Tuesday through Thursday. The busiest days are Friday, Saturday and especially Sunday. Walking up to the window, I look around and see absolutely nobody here. Looking at the window frame, I see a white button that looks like a doorbell with a little handwritten sign placarded above it written in Victoria's distinct hand writing.

"Please press for service, thank you!"

Sticking out my finger, I plunge the button down and hear a buzzer go off inside. Peeking around as best I can, the ice cream machine, soda dispenser and a refrigerator filled with soda pop, blocks my view. Sighing, I step back and wait. It's only a few seconds later when I hear the heavy thud of what must be the freezer door closing. Looking back to the window, I see Victoria come around the corner, curiously buttoning up her blouse.

Seeing me, she smiles and then leans on the counter to look at me through the window. "Heya, Matt. What can I get ya tonight? The usual large milkshake with extra whipped cream and a cherry on top?" She says with a big smile, even chomping on some gum.

Looking down from those sparkling green eyes and those sparkling and moving red lips, I look down her open neckline. Like usual, right below the dangle of her gold cross, there is just the minimum amount of cleavage to see. Maybe a half an inch at most, along with just a peek of the bra cups it is sticking out from. Still chewing, I can hear the soft smacking emit from her partially open the lips as she waits patiently for me to decide. Looking back up at her smiling face, I am about to tell her my order when I see beads of sweat running down along her hairline. "Yeah, but make it two."

"Why two?" She asks, picking her tits up some off the counter as she gives me a curious look.

"Well, don't take this the wrong way, but you look like you could need one right about now." I say then glance down her blouse only to see that dangling cross, and nothing else.

Standing up straight, the sultry vixen cannot help but roll her shoulders back as she turns and continues to smile at me. "Okay! I could really use one, I mean running this place all by myself takes a lot of work and it can get pretty hot back here."

Partially listening, I'm too focused on the two big scoops filling out her top, topped with their very own versions of cherries.

Shrugging her shoulders, she lets my lack of a response roll right off of them as she turns to make the shakes. Now looking at her ass, all I can see when I look at it is her panties bleeding through her pantyhose. Never forgetting what I saw on Sunday, I am then reminded of the other prominent bulge when she twists her hips while in the process of walking over to the mixing machine. Seeing the prominent and definitive outline of her pussy through her panties again, makes me nearly faint.

What I would give to see what she looks like completely naked!

"So... There's a rumor going around town that you're going to get married soon?" I shout, trying to be heard over the loud whirring of the mixer.

"What!?! Sorry, I can't hear you! I'm almost done, just give me a sec!" Victoria yells partially over her shoulder. A minute later, the whirring stops and when she turns around, she is holding both cups on either side of her magnificent chest. Walking back towards the window, those big tits are popping up and down just a little bit. It's amazing how firm they are considering their immense size.

Stopping back over by the ice cream machine, she bends over where again I get to check out that bubbly bottom, now knowing just how big those butt cheeks are! When she was showing it off on Sunday, there was definitely some overhang going on. Standing up long enough to twirl the whipped cream and add the cherries, she bends back down real quick to put it all the way then stands up, grabs them then turns around.

Smiling, I glance around and see that the small parking lot is completely empty. "Would you like to join me?" I ask, hoping she will say yes as she places one shake on the outside counter along with a straw.

Already sucking on hers, her eyes roll up and to the right as she thinks about my offer. "Well... I would, but you're still in high school right?"

Putting on my best James Dean glean, I run my hand through my hair as I give her what I think is a sexy smirk. "Nah, I'm all done with that. Graduated in June."

"It's been that long already? Wow!" Victoria remarks, thinking back to end she graduated high school most likely. "Gee, it's been 2 years for me. But why not? It's not like I'm very busy right now anyway and I'm sure a big and strong man like you wouldn't mind helping me get all caught up?" She says with a playful smirk as she takes another hard suck on that straw.

Watching her cheeks get sucked in, she looks at me as she turns her head a little to the side. Either she really is oblivious, or it's all a really good act. I mean, doesn't she realize how erotic she acts?

Either way, I find my head bobbing up and down. "Sure!"

"Great! Meet me over at the picnic table then!" Victoria says excitedly as she shrugs her shoulders up!

When she does, all I see is that tight, striped top struggle and strain against those big titties even more! Taking my milkshake with me, I walk over to the picnic table and just as I am about to sit down, Victoria is rounding the corner of the small building. Sitting down slowly, I can feel my eyes bobbing with the bounce of those big and perfect titties again. When she sits down across from me, I can already imagine what her beautiful ass must look like has it overhangs the edge of the wooden bench.

Sucking on our milkshakes, we start talking and reminiscing about our time in high school. Trading stories back and forth, we both make each other laugh as we both enjoy each other's company.

After a moment of silence, I break it with a reflective thought. "You know what's funny, Victoria?"

"What's that?" She asks, looking up from her milkshake, turtle lips still wrapped around the straw as it sits on the table top.

"Back in school I always thought you were a stuck-up prude, but after talking to you I realize how nice you are." I say with a smile.

Sucking the last of her milkshake, complete with loud slurping sounds coming from the bottom of the cup, Victoria sits up and looks across at me with a wistful little grin on her face. "And I thought you were a loser. I guess we each learned a little something today."

"Not to judge a book by its cover?" I say hopefully.

"Yes." She says and then looks down at her empty milkshake cup and then back up at me. "I'm done with mine, are you done with yours? I really could use some help getting ready for the after dinner rush."

Looking down at mine, it is nothing more than a half full puddle of dairy product. Removing the straw, I just take the cup and tip it back. When I slam it down, Victoria is giggling as she points at my cheeks. Blushing, I take the napkin and wipe my face. "Okay, what do you need me to do?"

For the next hour or so, I helped her get ready for the little boom of business that she gets right after dinner. Having me haul down everything from more cups to cones to even the heavy bags of ice cream mix in the freezer, I help her until we are done and everything is ready. During that time I also observed that she is methodical and really pays attention to the details. When I was lifting, she was unpacking and stacking and even though I could see that she was getting tired, she was still pumped up and ready for the influx of customers that should be arriving any minute.

"I think that's everything, yeah?" I asked after coming inside from throwing away the last cardboard box.

Standing by the drive-thru window, Victoria is patting her chest with a folded up napkin as sweat visibly drips down either side of her hairline. "Yes, you can go home now if you want. Thank you so much for all of your help." She says with an appreciative smile as the napkin is tossed into the trash and a new one is grabbed and headed to her forehead.

Gripping the door handle, I look back to see her mop up her face and then pull a small compact out from under the counter. Opening it up, she starts dotting her face with powder to repair any blemishes caused by her exertions. Turning away just as she closes it and takes a deep breath, I walk out the door and make sure it is closed securely behind me.

The walk back home this late afternoon is peaceful and there's nothing in the world that can wipe the smile off my face. I just got to spend time with the most beautiful girl in town, probably the most beautiful woman in the world!

She is to me at least.

And the best part is, we finally had our first conversation!

So excited I am, that I return to Dipping Dots Ice Cream the very next day hoping to repeat the masterful success of yesterday! Bounding up to the window with my chest puffed out and a big smile spread across my face, I stopped at the counter and look inside. Just like deja vu, I don't see Victoria anywhere. Preparing my finger, I excitedly push the buzzer button and wait for her to arrive. When she doesn't and after hitting the button three more times, I start to worry.

"Should I go check on her? Nah... She's probably in the freezer checking inventory again. I really shouldn't disturb her. She'll be out soon enough." I say aloud, trying more than anything to convince myself that everything will be just fine. But after another few minutes pass and Victoria still doesn't arrive, the urge to intervene overwhelms any thought of common sense. Running around back at the building, I let myself in through the back door, not surprised that it isn't locked. Looking around the back of the store, I don't really have much to explore because the back of the store is pretty small. Then I see the door to the freezer and it is shut. "Oh no! Could she be locked inside?!" I explained then run up to the door panicking!

Grabbing the door I throw it open like Superman saving the damsel in distress! Fully expecting Victoria to jump out and give me a hug and then start bawling about how scared she was, what I see is exactly the opposite. Facing the back wall with her skirt in a puddle around her high heels, her legs are spread open like she is riding a horse and she is thrusting her hips back and forth. Watching that pantyhose covered ass rock for a bit, that's the amount of time it takes me to realize that her top is dangling by her sides and that she's masturbating!

"Mmmmmm... So hot. Mmmmmm... My tits. Uh, uh, uh.... Oooo..."

I don't know how long I was standing in that doorway, but it's definitely long enough do eventually see the bulge of her hand as she moves her fingers in and out of her pussy. Still going to town completely on the way that she has an audience, i debate whether I should announce my presence, or simply wait outside until she is finished. Looking up at the wall to the right, I see that speaker box and the wire that is dangling from it. That explains why she isn't hearing the buzzer, but did she do it on purpose? A quick glance down reveals a step stool positioned underneath it. Realizing that this is all being done, and that I was being ignored, on purpose I decide to back out of the walk-in freezer and gently shut the door.

Closing without so much as a sound, I leave the supremely stacked and very curvy redhead to finish sinning all by her lonesome. I may not be a man of God, but I do know that masturbating is frowned upon by the church. Especially when she is the pastor's own daughter! So it makes sense that she is doing it in the freezer.

But I'm also a human and I know that humans have needs and that she has needs that have gone unfulfilled for a very, very, very long time. She has needs that only a man can fulfill. I'm a man, she's a woman. I can help her out!

Damn, would I *love* to help her out...

But today is not the day because if she knew that I had caught her in the act, I would probably never be allowed to get within a million yards of her ever again. Leaving the shop entirely, I am walking back around to the front when I pass by the drive-thru window and she is coming out of the freezer! Stopping dead cold, all I can do is stare.

Her belt unbuckled and her blouse not even buttoned, she is still hooking her bra back up in the front when she steps foot into the back room. When it is fastened securely, she immediately reaches inside those surprisingly huge cups and starts pulling and pushing on her tits! Following those nipples as they move about the bra cups, I am more captivated by the bra itself, than what she is doing with her boobies inside of it! Weird, I know, but I never knew bras could look like that! I mean, I've seen plenty advertised in magazines and they all look the same.

A cup with boobs sticking out making lots of cleavage with a thick roll of fabric underneath it connecting to straps.

What I am looking at right now reminds me of armor. Each cup is more than supported by what thick bands of fabric that stretch literally from her armpit, all the way down and under each boob, then rises along the length where she clipped it all back together. There is even extra fabric above each of those cups too! If I had to give Victoria's bra a general description, I would say it looked like two pitched roof houses built side by side.

Deciding to duck out when she finally starts buttoning up her blouse, I return to the front window and nonchalantly hit the button.

*BZZZZZZZ!*

Next thing I know here comes Vicky rounding the corner buckling up her belt, but with her blouse unbuttoned far enough that I get a heaping eyeful of that magnificent and oversized bra of hers! Staring right at the big rose sitting in between those marvelous breasts, I'm already very excited when she sees that it is me standing at the window.

Stopping mid-step, Victoria blushes hard as she pulls her blouse clothes and then scrambles to button it all the way back up! "I... Uh... Umm... Please don't say anything, okay?" She says still clutching it closed.

Smirking as I lean on the counter, I look at her through the window. "I won't say anything if you give me a discount." I say hoping that my sarcasm is picked up on.

"I... Um... Can't give you a discount. But what if I gave you something else?" She says, stuttering at first but then that gleeful smile spreads across her pretty face again.

"Like what?" I ask and the moment I do, she is smirking.

"These..." She says then pushes out her knee while pulling her blouse all the way open!

When that ready to burst bra is exposed to me, I literally cream my pants right then and there! Unable to tear my gaze away from the swirls of those magnificent tits talk with those thick and prominent nipples, feel myself getting hard all over again as my jaw drops and my eyes roll to the back of my head.

Shaking them side to side as she throws her head back and licks her upper lip, Victoria teases me with her big and luscious tits. "Now will you be quiet?"

"Yyyyyy-y-y-yes!" I managed to stammer out as I cover up the front of my jeans, completely embarrassed that they are soaking wet!

"Good!" She says, instantly returning to her perky and chipper self. Buttoning her blouse up, she approaches the counter and then leans down on her elbows. Seeing her look me up and down, I swallow hard, my cheeks burning red with embarrassment. "You didn't... Jizz did you?" She asked, her voice getting really quiet when she says a forbidden word.

"No?"

"LIAR!!!" She calls me out then points and laughs! "Hehehehehe!"

Standing there feeling even worse than before, I wonder how long it's going to take her to notice, if she even cares to notice at all?

Getting her fill, she looks back at me with sweet looking eyes and a small smile on her face. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed at you. You're like the only other guy I've ever shown my bra to on purpose, other than Eddie."

Eddie, Edward, the boyfriend/fiance, future husband. Check.

Seeing that she is being honest about her feelings, I forgive her. "It's okay, but I think we're all out of creamsicles."

"BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" Victoria bursts into an uncontrollable, gut-wrenching laugh! Clutching her stomach, when she is done her chest is heaving hard and she even has to wipe away a tear from her eye. "Okay, stop it! Tell me what you want already."

"I just wanted to say hi to the most beautiful woman in the world and I did." I say and then turn around to leave.

"Matt!" Victoria calls out when I'm part way to the sidewalk. Turning around she is standing there clutching the top of her blouse, her bottom lip quivering.

"What?" I shout back.

"Th... Thank you!!! I've... Never had a guy ever say that to me before!" She yells, her voice trembling.

"You're welcome, but it only means something when I say it to you." I say and then walk off into the setting sun.

I wasn't able to make it back to the ice cream shop until Saturday evening. I wanted to go back on Friday, but my buddies wanted to hang out and I hadn't seen them since graduation so we decided to spend a couple of days going out of town and hitting up all the clubs and bars we came across. Did we get drunk? Oh yeah! Did we get high? Yep! Did we get laid?

A.

Big.

Fat.

Negatory!

Why not? Because when five guys are still laughing about farting jokes and admittedly living with their parents still, that is not the ticket to the putang! Besides, I really am starting to feel like I'm making inroads with Victoria and I don't want to screw that up. If there's going to be any woman that I lose my virginity to, it's going to be her!

Unfortunately when I finally made it back in town and stop by the shop, it was closed. Hoping beyond hope that she might still be there closing up or restocking, I went to the window. Inside. Not seeing her up front, and then went to the drive-thru we're even then the back was darker than the night itself.

"Rats!" I say dejectedly as I kick a pebble with my shoe. Just as I am turning to go home I see a set of tail lights glowing in the back corner by the dumpster. Curious, I start walking up to the mystery car and as I get closer, I can see that there is exhaust coming from the tailpipe. Now even more curious, I keep walking towards it when I see that the back windows are foggy. Unable to see inside, I can hear voices though and one of them belongs to Victoria.

"I said no, Eddie." She says sounding annoyed.

"Awww, come on baby. Let me get a peek. Don't forget, your dad is already said it's okay for me to put a ring on your finger." I hear a man, presumably Eddie say.

"N-n-n-no! I said NO! Not until we are married!" I hear Victoria shrill and through the fog I can see her clutching her chest.

"Their just boobs Vicki! Loosen up, it's not like you're going to go to hell by letting me look at them." Eddie says, obviously finding this whole thing to be a big joke.

"They're my big boobies and I said no! You're supposed to show me respect!" Victoria cries, her right hand a flutter as she keeps her arms firmly pinned to her bra cups.

Snorting, her pic of a boyfriend replies with a snide remark. "I already did that by covering the crotch of those pantyhose in my jizz! Now I demand you let me see your breasts, Victoria! As your future husband, it is my right!" Eddie shouts, then starts roughly yanking on the front of her bra!

"NOOOOOOOOO!!!" I hear Victoria scream and then see her hand lash out in a flash!

*SLAP!!!*

Next thing I know I am jumping back out of the way when the rear door opens! Still getting my balance as Victoria is climbing out, she is nearly naked, wearing only her pantyhose and clutching her bra! Obviously embarrassed and humiliated, she starts running down the parking lot as fast as her high heels will allow her. Before I can say or do anything, I am ducking behind the door when Eddie climbs out infuriated!

"YEAH, GO RUNNING HOME YOU CRYING LITTLE BITCH! YOU'RE A COCK TEASE, YOU KNOW THAT!? A GOOD FOR NOTHING COCK TEASE!"

Seeing the tall man with great hair still staring the other way, I quickly scramble around to the front of his car and duck. I don't know if he saw me or not, I don't even know if he turned his head. All I heard was him cuss something under his breath then slam the rear door shut before the sound of his shoes crunching the gravel beneath them and the driver side door opening. Blinded by the sudden illumination of headlights, the engine roars to life and dirt starts kicking along either side of me! Covering my head with my arms, I stay right where I am with my eyes closed tightly shut as I hear the car rapidly reverse then grind into drive. Roaring now, it kicks up a fresh spray of gravel behind the front drive tires before speeding around the building and out to the road. Standing up, I watch as the car slides into the street and then zooms haphazardly down the road.

I've only seen Edward twice and both times his behavior has been revealed to be unbecoming of a man in his *supposed* station. The first time was when Victoria was clearly in distress and he did absolutely nothing until he was told to. The second time he was trying to **** himself on her! A chauvinist pig, Eddie seems to only care about himself and has no regard for the woman that he is supposed to love, cherish and honor for the rest of his life.

Spitting in disgust, I want to make him pay for what he did to my beautiful angel this night. I want him to pay dearly.

So on Sunday morning came, I was hoping to be able to confront the jackass right after church. Unfortunately when I arrived and took my seat, I noticed that Victoria was not there. Looking towards the pastor, he starts his sermon I talking about her whereabouts.

"Good morning my flock. I hope you have all had a very blessed week and I am so very thankful that all of you are here today. Unfortunately one of our own will not be able to join us today. My daughter, Victoria has requested time in order to fix an issue at her little ice cream shop. Knowing how important Dipping Dots is to her, I more than gratuitously granted her permission."

A pretty long winded way to say that his daughter won't be there, don't you think? Of course he has to prop himself up as the ever loving and caring father. When it is announced to crack open the Bibles, I duck out and Sprint halfway across town to Dipping Dots Ice Cream arriving a little before 10:30, I see Victoria through the front window! Running up to the outside counter, I see her back is turned.

And my jaw is literally dropping!

Showing through the window is Victoria's butt.

Victoria's butt clad in denim!

In the years that I have known her, I've only ever seen her wear skirts or dresses. So to see her in a tight pair of blue jeans, literally sucked all the breath right out of me! Taking a minute to catch my breath, I cannot help but ogle how they fit. Small around her waist, they stretched over that big bubbly ass and those well-rounded hips like a second skin. They're so tight that they even create a wedgie right between those big and delicious cheeks. Watching it wiggle back and forth, I Can Only imagine what the effect would be if she would have bend over! Realizing that my continued staring is causing me to hyperventilate and my heart to beat so hard that I'll never calm down at this right, I have to close my eyes and turn around then Purge that site from my mind. When I think I am ready, I turn back around and with my eyes partially closed, I raise my hand, curling my finger so I can wrap the window with my knuckle. Tapping on the glass, she does a double take and instantly smiles when she sees me. Turning around, she suddenly drops before opening the window.

"Hey hun. What are you doing here? You know that I don't open up until 1:00." She says, flashing me that perfect smile of hers.

"I know, but when your father announced why you weren't at church this morning, I just had to come over here and see if I could help." I say hoping that she will respond positively. I also cannot help but look down again and stare at those obscenely large breasts sticking out into the confines of her excruciatingly tight t-shirt. Like her jeans, her top shows off every curve of her perfect tits, as well as her tapered and trim waistline.

I hate to say it, but I am nursing a rather embarrassing and throbbing boner right now!

"Oh my god yes! I can always use a second set of hands! Go around out back, the doors open." Victoria says excitedly.

Going around to the back, I enter in through the open door and walk inside. Rounding the corner to the front, Victoria is already back to work fixing the ice cream machine. Standing on a step ladder, she looks incredibly sexy peering over the top of that machine while reaching her arm inside to work on it. Doing my best to ignore the explosive curves of the hottest girl in town, I look around and see machine parts everywhere. "How long have you been at it?" I ask, returning my gaze to the thick nipple poking out hard into her green t-shirt.

"All morning! This thing has been breaking down on me more and more." Victoria says as she peers around inside, finds where she is looking for, and returns to turning the wrench.

"Why don't you just replace it?" I ask as a feast on those sumptuous and shapely thighs. Damn, Victoria has some mighty fine legs.

"I would if I could afford it. I'm up to my eyeballs in loan payments, taxes and operating costs." Says finally pulling her arm out of the machine and looks at her handy work with a satisfied smile.

"With how popular this place is, I'm kind of surprised." I say not truly grasping what she is saying, but trying very hard to understand.

Turning slightly on top of step ladder, she points at something. "Can you hand that to me?"

Staring at her crotch, I am visibly excited by the site and sheer size of her camel toe! Big and juicy, the denim clings to her mound before wedging deeply into her thick pussy crack.

"Matt, sweetie, hello?"

Snapped out of my hypnosis, I look up to see Victoria grinning and giggling at me. "Wh... What?"

Looking at me with a set of eyes that I have never seen before, she is closing very flirtatiously, more so than I've ever seen her in my entire life. "Can you... Get that... For me." She says twirling her finger and pointing at a metal contraption sitting on the counter behind her.

Blushing I walk over and pick up whatt she is pointing at and when I turn to hand it to her, I stop mid lift. Seeing her standing there with her hands on her waist, she is standing on top of the step ladder in her white high heels, her right knee bent forward enticingly. Her waist twisted, she is profiling those proudly pushed out boobs, while still looking at me with that grin and those eyes. Thoroughly enjoying the power she has over me, I have the blink several times and then take a calming breath before I can finish holding it up to her. "Here... Here you go." I say, stammering slightly.

"Thanks sweetie." She says as she takes it from me and twists back around to install it.

Still standing in front of the counter, I am staring right at that big and bubbly bottom that is only a foot away or so. It is so close that I can reach out and grab it!

Finishing that, she twists and turns, pointing out all of the equipment she needs in order to put the ice cream machine back together. Next she pours in the vanilla and the chocolate ice cream mix, putting on the lids and then turning on the machine. When she is done, she bends down to grab the handle to the step ladder and climbs down.

Watching her the entire time, I am surprised to see pantyhose sticking out above the waist of her jeans when her t-shirt slides up her back! "Why are you wearing pantyhose under your jeans?"

Turning around as she tugs down on her t-shirt, Victoria is completely unfazed. "Because I still have to work today and it was just easier to put them on at home instead of here. Why, does it looks stupid or something?" She says looking down at herself as she runs her hands down her trim sides.

"Never." I say slowly as I cannot help but stare at her body right in front of her, those large and epic breasts calling out to me as I fall under their spell. "The most beautiful woman in the world..." I mutter under my breath as I stare at those perfect projections over stretching that little green t-shirt.

"Matt..." She says softly, seemingly unoffended.

"What beautiful..." I say, still speaking softly, my voice dropping to a whisper now.

Taking a deep breath, those obnoxiously large breasts push out even more and rise before dropping back down again. I get the feeling there is something she wants to say to me, but she changes her mind and returns to flashing that big smile again. "Thank you for all of your help. Now if you don't mind, I need to change into my uniform." She says, glancing towards the back of the store.

Really hoping that she was going to say what was truly on her mind, I resign with a slow and controlled exhale of my breath. "Right. You may not want to do it in the back because of the drive-thru window." I say with a grin.

Upon hearing this, her eyes open really wide and even though she is wearing a lot of makeup, I can see the color drain from her cheeks. "I... Uh... Thank you. I think I'll use the walk in. It'll be a little chilly, but I won't take very long." She says then turns and walks around to the back. Following with every intention of leaving, I see her walk over to a shelving unit filled with supplies where her uniform is hanging on a hanger. Taking it, she turns and is about to head to the freezer when she sees me about to open the back door. "You don't have to leave. Just wait right here. I need to pay you still for your help."

Standing in front of the door, with my hand on the handle, I look back at her then shake my head. "No, it's okay, I swear. I am always more than happy to help you whenever you need it."

"Matt, pwease?" She says, busting out the cute sea baby talk along with a big bottom lip.

Sing her do that and pose appropriately, I cannot help but smile as my shoulders slump. "Okay." I say, unable to resist even the most effortless charms of such a beautiful woman.

"Good" She says, that playful pout turning into a soft and knowing smile before she walks over to the freezer and disappears inside of it.

Turning around, I look for somewhere to sit and finding nothing, I end up pacing back and forth. After about 10 minutes she comes out wearing her pretty, ice cream girl uniform. Still as breathtaking today as the first time I ever saw her wearing it, it shows in the way that I am looking at her.

Looking at me, I can see the guilt in her eyes as she looks down to the floor in an attempt to look at her toes. "You really shouldn't look at me like that. You know I'm going to be married soon."she says, her voice just as heavy as The slight frown on her face.

So she knows. She knows that I'm not just looking at her like every other horny guy does, but she can see and feel my deeper feelings for her. "I know, but Ed is a jerk. You can do so much better than him." I say, letting it all come out. There's no reason not to, not after what she has just said.

"Edward Cunningham is a fine man and he will make for a good husband." Victoria says reflexively, her tone defensive.

"No he won't and you know it. I was there when the wind almost took your dress away and that bastard did nothing to help you. Your father had to tell him to do something while you stood there helpless, afraid and alone! He's not good enough for you, Victoria!!"

Her eyes opening wide, she stares at me in shock. She is so stunt that even her jaw falls. "You... You were there? Why didn't you do anything if you love me so much?" She asks, her voice rising in accusation even though she is asking a question.

"Because I didn't fall in love with you until after. I was simply there to stare at you, okay? Just like every other guy who..." I want to say come here, but I cut myself short.

Listening, Victoria's eye start darting left and right rapidly. Coming to a stop, they open a little more and then she looks at me. "The picnic table..." She says breathlessly.

"Yes. It was the first time that I ever got to talk to you. Before that I've always had to admire you from afar just like everybody else. I'll never forget that day, Victoria. I will cherish it for the rest of my life because it was the first time that I got to hear you speak to me like I was a person."I say, pouring it all out. I know that it is all about me, but these are my feelings. I have no right to speak for her.

Taking it all in, Victoria breathes steadily. Searching her head, I almost get the feeling that she is also searching her heart. "You... You look at me like the others, but yet it always feels different. The way you look at me is how I've always wanted to be looked at, Matt."

As she speaks, I feel something grow inside of me. I don't know what, but it feels a whole lot like courage. Next thing I know I'm walking up to her, placing my hands on the back of her head and guiding her lips to mine. Our lips connecting, I feel a jolt of electricity run down my spine as a flurry of butterflies unleash in my stomach! Hearing her gasp slightly and then kiss me back, she is soon pushing herself up against me, those massive and firm breasts squishing into my chest. Exchanging tongues, It feels like heaven, but then it is cut short.

Stepping back, Victoria carefully wipes her lips with the back of her hand so as not to smudge her lipstick. "Matt... I... I can't." She says, not upset, but more like sad and happy, if that makes any sense.

"I know. I'm sorry. It's just something that I have always wanted to do and I have done it. There is more I want to do, but I have to respect your decision." I say, any fight left to convince her to leave that douche and be with me dissipating. It disappears because when **** to make a choice, I cannot push her into something that she doesn't want. It has to be mutual, it has to have her consent as much as mine.

Looking at me, she is scanning my face, looking deeply into my eyes. When she sees that I am telling the truth, she nods and then takes another deep breath. Exhaling, she is suddenly calm and smiling again. "I don't open for another half an hour, but I'm willing to make an exception. How would you like one of my infamous chocolate and vanilla swirl milkshakes, on the house? Consider it as a big thank you from me." She says positively glowing again as her chest fills with pride and those massive boobs stick out again.

Smiling and shaking my head, I cannot help but laugh. "Fine, I will gladly take one large chocolate and vanilla swirl milkshake with extra whipped cream and a cherry on top, on the house."

Smiling at me, she even gives me those sultry eyes again as she turns on her very tall, white high heels and walks confidently to the front of the store swinging her hips. Following her, my eyes never leave that snapping and swaying bottom. Walking up to the ice cream machine it is already humming and churning the mixture that she poured in earlier. Driving a cup, she stands in front of the machine and reaches up for the center handle. Wrapping her fingers, fingernails painted perfectly in red, around it she gives it a pull and waits for the ice cream to pour out.

*Whirrrrr... Clunk, clunk, SNAP! WZZZZZZZZZZZZ! BOOM!*

Watching it all happen in real time, the round and clear plastic front cover to the to the front of the machine where the chocolate in the vanilla come together blows off nailing her right in the face! It all happens so fast, that I can't even move as she stumbles backwards on her heels as ice cream starts pouring and shooting out in droves! Crashing into the front counter as ice cream splashes all over her uniform, Victoria slumps all the way to the foor, ice cream now covering her head and hair. By the time I get to the machine to turn it off, it is already dripping with what remains of the mix. Twisting, I look down at the busty redhead who is knocked out cold. Next thing I know my eyes are opening wide when that crown of thick and wavy hair starts sliding down her face! I am too shocked to do anything when Victoria's hair falls into her lap.

"It's... It's a wig!?!" I gasp and cover my mouth with my hands as I look at the mess of brown hair tied up on her head with bobby pins sticking out everywhere!

Coming to, Victoria's head starts bobbing groggily has she brings her hands to her head to stop the room from spinning. Appearing to open her mouth to speak, instead a mouthful of liquid ice cream Spitz from her mouth! When it does, a couple of things come out with it. Landing on the floor by her feet, they may be covered in ice cream but I know what they are. They look like retainers! Still not uttering a word, Victoria's right hand reaches out and starts padding around until she finds a bundle of napkins on the shelf beside her. Pulling out a handful, she wipes her face. When she does, all of her makeup comes right off along with a pair of pretty and long eyelashes!

Now I am shocked beyond belief! Just a minute ago I was staring at the prettiest face in the world, the face of the one and only Victoria Black. Devoid of her makeup, the woman sitting on the ground may have Victoria's body, but she doesn't look anything like the girl I have fallen in love with.

Instead of smooth and flawless skin, I see watching skin and even a couple of pimples scars on her forehead.

Instead of big and smokey eyes, they appear small and slightly puffy.

Instead of thick and full lips, I see thin and pale ones. They definitely don't look like the lips that I just kissed earlier.

Gone is the angular and little nose, without her makeup, it looks more youthful.

I also see that her cheeks look more around. I guess without that little bit of blush dotting for cheekbones and the way she does her makeup, it really does change the overall shape and appearance of her face.

And even though I can see all of these flaws, for some reason cannot look away. Angry at being deceived, I can also understand why she chose to do it in the first place. Victoria loves being pretty and there is nothing wrong with that.

Taking the bundle of sopping wet napkins from her outstretched hand, I set them down as she goes to push herself back up to her feet.

*RIIIIIIIIIIIIP!!!*

Finding a precarious balance on top of her heels, Victoria stands up sans her skirt. Still mostly out of it, She reaches up the top the back of her head when she realizes that her crowning glory is gone! Her eyes opening wide, I look down too and see her hair splattered all over the floor covered in ice cream! "EEEEEEEK! DON'T LOOK AT ME, MATT!* She shrieks then Ben's right down to pick it up!

Looking away from her head, I instead and looking at the curvy shape being shown off by her pantyhose. Seeing her big white panties and the bulge of her big and meaty pussy, complete with clit poking out, sticking out between those shapely and sexy legs, I feel myself getting hard again. A view that disappears when she bends over and I see that the back of her pantyhose has a pretty big rip, even splitting the waistband! Then that big pussy is suddenly vaulted back in front of my eyes as her feet slip out from under her and she crashes hard on her big ass! Landing with a solid thump, her big boobs bounce especially hard blowing the buttons clean off as her bra vaults through the rapidly opening blouse!

*POW!!!*

*POP! POP! POP! POP! POP!*

*~click~*

*SHHHHHHHHHHHHK!*

So many sounds as so much is happening at once, my eyes cannot move fast enough! Too distracted by the sudden appearance of her still rocking bra, I only see the results of the tearing sound when I looked down see that her pantyhose completely split on either side of her to expose her overstretched, white panties! Shocked that I'm seeing her underwear, I'm even more shocked when I realize that they are not sitting on top of her hips at all! Instead, they are wrapped around a big piece of foam that stretches all the way behind her that she is currently sitting on! Looking from that to what remains of her hose and her flawless and shapely legs, that's when it hits me.

Victoria's flawless ass, hips and legs fake!

It is another blow to the definition of beauty that *she* cultivated in my head.

Unaware of her predicament, Victoria goes to stand back up again and this time spins around and and reaches for the counter. Gripping it tightly as her heeled feet slip and slide on the ice cream bathed tile, more ripping and tearing sounds emanate from the tips of her fingers. Those long and beautiful fingernails are also revealed to be nothing more than plastic painted knockoffs.

Now I know that manicures and pedicures cost a lot of money and if I had to guess, a lot of the extra money that could be going into her business, is going into maintaining her artificial beauty!

Willing to lose everything just so she can feel pretty? A part of me is disgusted by this, but enraptured and excited at the same time! This woman will stop at nothing, I mean nothing to be looked upon as a living goddess and sex symbol!

Now that she is standing up, I finally get to see just how widespread her padding is. Those full coverage panties are still not touching skin, except for the very top of the waistband that presses into the small of her back. Sticking out from the leg holes is the foam swells that creates her big and bulbous bottom, as well as her curvy hips and thighs. The site is fleeting because no sooner is she on her feet again then those ruined pantyhose give up the ghost and fall right down into a puddle around her ankles! When those go, the huge pads are briefly revealed to enhance majority of her thighs starting right above her knees. A blink of an eye later and those big pads slip from those taut undies and fall to the floor with two soft thumps!

Instantly deflating, Victoria's panties now sag over her pancake ass and reveal that her legs are no more than twigs!

My jaw falling, I stare wide eyed sudden Change, unable to believe just how much she needed all of that stuff in order to maintain the illusion that she is curvy! Next thing I know I am covering my ears to keep them from bleeding and my eardrums exploding when she lets loose an ear splitting scream!

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Spinning slowly to hide her shrunken and deflated ass with the counter, she is still remarkably standing in those really tall heels of hers! Infortunately instead of serving to heighten her sexuality, they only emphasize just how skinny she really is! "Matt! PWEASE STOP LOOKING AT ME!" She screams again, her voice cracking into a high pitched squeal as she slips into little bit of baby talk. Visibly frightened and scared, Victoria starts hyperventilating. Her chest heaving hard up and down, I watch as that epic bra stretches and tightens with every big breath!

I'm also a little shock that instead of a trim and flat stomach, she has been hiding a small belly bulb. Not what I, or anyone else would consider fat, but it does further erode that image of sexual perfection that she works so hard to exemplify.

*~click~*

Just then the second clip breaks causing Victoria's bra to split a little bit more at the bottom. Looking at the heaving, globe size tits sticking out from her chest and comparing them to the rest of her revealed body, I get a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Following that feeling, my eyes drop to her underwear. Just as loose in the front as they are in the back, they are revealing a rather large and puffy V now while still bulging over that big and puffy vagina of hers. Swallowing hard, I do it when I notice that the juicy box is sitting a little bit lower down her legs than before. Still taking deep and hard breaths, she is using the counter to hold herself up as her legs seem incapable of doing so. Partially open and without the swell of her hips and ass, I am literally watching those panties slowly slide down.

Inch by excruciating inch, those feminine panties fall, revealing a little bit more of that crotch that she has never let anyone see. Slowly sliding down they unceremoniously reveal a very large and unkept bush! Dark brown, like the hair on her head, that pussy hasn't seen the business and the eraser ever since she hit puberty! Covering her pelvis and stretching right down between her legs, I can't even see her real pussy even as that big fake one is not rapidly descending past her knees to fall in a heap on top of her torn and shredded pantyhose! When I look down into the crotch of her underwear, it is revealed that the gusset has been modified into a pocket and sicking out of it is another large piece of foam. Being her big and broad mound, the rest of the enhancement must be those long and luscious pussy lips.

With another secret gone, Victoria's pitched breathing only picks up speed as she takes larger gulps of air! When she does her belly also starts distending in and out.

"OH!!! my god... OH!!! my god... He is seeing me, he is seeing me, he is seeing me. OH!!! my god..." Victoria starts repeating over and over, complete with thousand yard stare.

I don't know if she is talking to me, or the big guy upstairs, but whoever it is has got her completely and totally stuck on a loop like a broken record.

Just then the back door to the shop opens with a bang and the sound of heavy footsteps echo throughout the place! "Hey baby? I hope I haven't caught at bad time, but I just wanted to say I'm..." The boisterous and proud voice of Edward Cunningham cuts like a screeching disc when he rounds the corner to see his future wife dry heaving in nothing but her *bra!* Dropping the bundle of two dozen roses spotted with baby's breath that he was carrying, the well-dressed rich boy stares open mouthed and in complete shock at the dishevelled woman before him!

His eyes ranging up and down her nearly naked body, he is at a loss for words as he soaks in the missing hair, makeup, beautiful long eyelashes and luscious lips.

Upon seeing her future husband, Victoria shrieks and she tries even harder to disappear into the counter! "EDWARD!! *GASP!* DON'T LOOK AT ME!!!" Taking another deep and pitched breath, her chest rapidly expands as does her bra!

*~click~*

Splitting apart a little more as those massive titties expand put pressure on that bra yet again, even I am hoping and praying that at least one thing about the former voluptuous and curvy vixen is real. Looking over at Edward, he is just as dumbfounded as she is frozen.

Still digesting the sudden loss of her curvy hips and thighs, along with the very distinct shape and swell of her vagina, Edward starts yelling in a fit of rage! "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THIS!? THIS IS NOT THE WOMAN THAT I AM SET TO MARRY! THIS... THIS IS A FRAUD! THE WOMAN I WAS PROMISED WAS SUPPOSED TO BE CURVED AND MOST BEAUTIFUL!"

Hearing her entire future thrown in the air and possibly crumbling like a bag of stomped on potato chips, Victoria can do nothing but freak out and take another heaving breath!

*~click~*

Splitting apart just a little bit more, I watch as that flower pulls away from the other side of the bra. That's when I finally get it, Victoria's bra clips together in the front! It isn't ripping, it is literally coming undone! Now there is only one more clip that separates her from our shared destinies, the exposure of her breasts!

Then as if she has found herself again, Victoria launches herself at her boyfriend in a last and **** plea to keep him! It is also her only chance to keep the whole town from finding out about her fakery! "EDDIE, BUT I AM! I CAN BE YOUR SEXY AND CURVY GIRL AGAIN, I PROMISE! JUST DON'T TELL MY PARENTS, PLEASE!"

*~click~*

And just as she finishes her final plea and takes that precarious step to protect her legacy, Victoria's bra decided that now is the time to give up its juicy secrets!

"UH!" Victoria gasps, stopping mid step she then looks down in complete surprise and overwhelming shock!

Flying open like a slingshot, that big bra unveils her chest while also dumping out the contents that secretly fill it out.

*~PLOP~*

*~PLOP~*

Falling like rubbery and jiggly bombs, Victoria's biggest secret, her breast forms, hit the floor and then bounce. One rolls and a semicircle while the other lands nipple up. Still quivering, the big and thick, pink died nipple is still wiggling as the entire fake breast jiggles like Jell-O.

Looking up at the same time as Edward, we are both shocked by what we see, but for different reasons. Barely even breasts, Victoria has but the minimum of growth along with two, very small, but puffy nipples! There is definitely something there, but I can see it disappearing the moment she stretches or opens her arms. The only way she could ever make those little tater tots look like boobs is if she was bent over and her arms are hanging straight down!

I personally think Victoria is still a very scrumptious and sexy young woman. Seeing her Frozen in fear, all of her secrets revealed makes me think that I am one step closer to being with her because if I had never seen any of this, no matter how friendly we became, she would never be open to being with me.

Edward reacts as expected and is completely livid when those big and beautiful tits are revealed to be fake! "THE WEDDING AND THIS RELATIONSHIP IS OVER! I CANNOT BELIEVE THAT I GOT SUCKERED BY A LIAR IN THE FRAUD! I MUST INFORM YOUR FATHER AT ONCE!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Victoria wales, falling to her knees and finally bursting into tears! Bawling as the realization hits that her life as she knows it is over, she reaches out to him and one last **** hope that she can convince him to change his mind! "EDWARD, PLEASE!!"

I stand there helplessly as the door slams shut.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"

As I look down at the woman who captured my heart years ago with the promise of eternal and everlasting beauty, now naked and exposed as a fraud, I happen to focus on the golden cross dangling from her neck.

Seeing it before as a sign of her purity and faith, it now dangles like a scarlet letter.