I was a Vain Woman

The young woman began her tale. "My name is Wanda Portsman; my father is a wealthy merchant from the city of Portown on the coast. His is a major importer of spices, and my family lives a nice and wealthy existence in the nicest part of Portown. I had always been the prettiest girl in town, and I was used to having all of the young men's attention focused on me. I had a perfect body, thin with nice, full well shaped breasts. Everything was perfect until a girl named Jennifer came of age.

Her father was a business associate of my fathers. She was a couple of years younger than me but also very pretty. She started to develop young, and her breasts grew to be magnificent and huge. All of the young men were enamored with her large breasts, and she began to draw attention away from me. I became so jealous that I did everything I could think of to draw attention to myself. My dress became provocative, and I begin to give the young men the idea that I would satisfy them sexually. This worked for a while, but I was a good girl and would not give them what they desired.

My rival for their attention was no slut either, but she displayed her huge breasts such that the young men would stand and stare at her big bosom, pretending to be interested in what she said. The young man that I was the most interested in was named Arthur. He was tall and handsome, the man I wanted to be my husband. I asked him why he did not spend as much time with me anymore one day, and he confirmed my worst fears. He said to me, "You are most beautiful, but a man is attracted to a woman who is endowed like the fair Jennifer. I am drawn to her as well as you, and I do not know which I am more enamored with."

I decided that I had to increase my opportunities with him and I sought out a powerful wizard who lived near Portown to see what magic I might use to defeat my rival for affections of Arthur. The wizard looked like a very old man, gray hair and beard, and he was rumored to be many hundreds of years old. I came before him and told him my tale, and asked him what he might do to help me.

"So you would like to have me put a spell on Arthur to make him love only you," he asked me.

"No I want him to love me of his own accord," I said back to him. "I just want him to notice me as much as he does Jennifer."

"The girl with the big breasts," he said back?

Yes, I answered him.

"Well how about we make your tits bigger then," he said to me.

"You can do that," I asked him?

"I can, for a price," he answered.

"What price," I asked him back.

"First pull off you dress top so I might see your tits," he said to me. "Then we will talk about the price."

"Pull down my dress top," I stammered, "I could not do that."

"Do you want my help or not girl," he roared at me. "Now show me your breasts or leave. You make the choice."

I wanted his help, so I revealed my breasts to him. At the time they were firm apple sized tits. I had nice small, round areole and hard pointed nipples. My face was red with shame as I stripped for him, and I looked down at the floor as he gazed upon my bare bosom.

His hands came forward and began to feel my tits. I looked up and I gasped as I saw he was using his hand to stroke his large hard cock. His cock was no old man's cock; it was a large, thick stallion cock. I had only seen a few cocks in my life and this was so big, hard, and angry looking that I became fearful he would fuck me with it.

"What are you doing," I stammered to him? "Why do you have your manhood out? Are you going to have your way with me?"

He ignored my question and said, "I can help you if you are willing to pay the price."