Karmic Balance: Victoria

For the next three weeks Lauren never left the house. She stopped bathing on the regular too. It got so bad that she even stopped putting on clothes. At one point she was walking around the house in nothing but those cheeky panties while carrying around her bottle of booze and her shot glass.

Everyday Victoria came home from work and watched her twin sister fall deeper and deeper into despair. Any attempt to talk to her about it was met with stone cold silence and either a big drink straight from the bottle or a zombie like exit from wherever they were.

Victoria did not understand. How could she? She had no idea what it was like to be so ruthlessly exposed in front of so many people. She had no idea what it was like at all. She had no idea that the schism that had suddenly developed between them had everything to do with the fact that she still had her reputation and her body, whereas Lauren had none. Lauren had lost her great tits and slim and curvy hourglass figure. Victoria had not. That is why Lauren did not want to talk to her sister about it, because she still had it all, in her mind.

For the next few weeks, Lauren was the topic of discussion. The first week was all about her epic transformation from a worthy twin sister to Victoria, to being the fat and flat loser! After that she became the butt of jokes.

Anytime heavy equipment or tractor trailer trucks had to back up., someone was right there with a Lauren joke.

"Looks like Lauren is around!"

Another good one that even made Victoria laugh was...

"You won't find more shade anywhere else than sitting below Lauren's ass!"

Then when word got around that Lauren pooped her pants a couple of days before her exposure?

"Did someone do a Lauren in here or what? PEEE-YOU!"

At home Victoria saw what the exposure had done to her sister, at work she saw how everyone was reacting to it. Lauren was ruined both inside and out.

So how did Victoria feel about all of it? One night when she and Nathan were sitting in the living room watching a movie, she was snuggled up to him wearing nothing but a pair of skimpy shorts and a midriff-baring t-shirt.

Snuggled right up to him and curled on the couch, Victoria had her head on his chest and he had his arm wrapped around her shoulder. Calm and serene, she was enjoying the gentle drag of the back of his fingers up and down her bare arm. "I don't know if I should feel bad for her or not..."

Caught off guard by the break in the silence, Nathan looks down at his curvaceous and epically busty girlfriend. "Umm... Okay. Why not?" A legitimate question, and one that struck right to the heart of Victoria's character.

Shifting on the couch, she snuggles her head into Nathan's chest and sighs. "Well... on one hand I am totally mortified for her, but on the other I'm not. I mean I guess she used to be quite mean to her employees and coworkers and she was pretty arrogant whenever she was out in public. She always liked to talk down to people, so I guess in a way she deserved it."

Logical yes, but short-sighted. Victoria was no saint and loved lording her epic chest over anyone and everyone she could. She may have done it with a smile and a quip of sarcasm, but it was still an arrogant display of her seemingly good fortunes. Sliding his hand from her arm, Nathan grabs the hem of her little t-shirt and pulls it up. Revealing a bra-less tit, he starts playing with it. Feeling it up, he slides his hand to the underside and along where the giant prosthetic attaches to her chest. Tracing his finger along the barely perceptible flange, he can feel where it is starting to peel away. After wearing them all day, the glue eventually starts to let go, usually in places where sweat can build. Sliding his finger into the gap, he gently teases her skin. "And you don't?"

"At least I'm nice about it..." Victoria says then reaches up and grabs her boyfriend's hand. "What do you think you're doing?" She asks as she feels the underside of her breast peeling away from her chest.

"Just trying to get to the best part..." Nathan replies with a lopsided grin.

Her nipples are already hard as rocks underneath the giant fake tits and Victoria cannot stop herself from licking her lips as she looks down at his bulging sweatpants. "So... Does this mean you also want me to put my hair up in pigtails?"

"Would you?" Nathan asks wiggling his eyebrows up and down.

Tapping her chin, Victoria rolls her eyes up and then smiles. "Considering there's more woman between my legs then most women have over their entire body, I don't see a problem with it."

"You certainly are developed down there..." Nathan agrees. Sliding his hand from underneath Victoria's mighty melon, he slides it down and into her pants. Feeling her bulging big cunt, he starts to finger her nice and slow. "Somebody's already wet."

"Pfffft, who are you kidding? I'm ALWAYS wet."

"Especially in the morning Miss Potty Pants."

"Don't tease me because I'm a heavy sleeper!"

"Uh huh... so you sleep fuck me to?"

All Nathan got for a reply was a wink before he was being pulled from the couch and then dragged to the bedroom. It's not like he wasn't going to go willingly, but he did enjoy playing a little hard to get. Later that evening as he was fucking his diapered girlfriend, he could not help but be amazed at how selfish Victoria really was. She truly had no empathy for her sister at all and did not feel one ounce of guilt for Lauren who lost everything. However he did understand. Lauren had been asking for it for years. Even though he has not known her that long, he himself saw just how cold and arrogant she can be. She cheated on his brother just so she can get her promotion that she knew she did not deserve. In fact Lauren did a lot of things and got a lot of things that she did not deserve because she played off of her curves. Victoria does the same, but she is more subtle about it and definitely backs up her figure with a brain to match. Hearing her moan louder and louder, he looks down just as the crotch of her pull up instantly fills.

"I love you..." She moans, wriggling beneath Nathan while wearing a satisfied smile on her face and plucking at the little nipple standing straight up from her narrow and flat chest.

Watching her flick and tug on the little pink rock, Nathan smiles. "I love you too." He says then leans down and places his mouth on her other one and start licking and sucking away.

When Victoria wakes up the next morning, she takes a shower and does her normal routine. Walking out into the living room ready for work, she sees her sister sitting on the couch staring mindlessly at the TV while eating out of a tub of ice cream. "Um... you're up early. Why aren't you still in bed sleeping or something?"

Wearing nothing but her granny panties and a "Got Milk?" T-shirt, Lauren looks up at her sister annoyed. "Your sex kept me up... Again."

"You know, you should really go out and find a man." Victoria quips, looking her sorry for an excuse sister up and down. Seeing her sister like this, wearing nothing but a pair of big undies and an ill-fitting t-shirt disgusts her. All that is left of the former debutante is her long blonde hair. "Guy's dig blondes, so you still have a shot."

The stink eye is hard to ignore. Looking down and gagging a little, she thought back when she was still known as a hottie. Looking at the small bumps that her tiny breasts are making in her t-shirt and her fat stomach hanging out beneath it she scoffs. "What guy would want to see this body? It's gross and you know it."

"At least they know what they would be getting this time around." Victoria remarks as she plucks at her blouse and adjusts her jacket just like Lauren used to do.

Staring right at the big bimbo tits sticking out of her sister's shirt, Lauren really wants to rip them off and pop them and stomp them into lumps of nothing, but she can't.

She won't.

"The guys want a Lauren with big boobs and a little waist. Well that's gone now..." She grumbles and then stuffs a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. In the last two months she has put on an additional twenty pounds and by the looks of it, it's only going to get worse.

Biting her tongue, Victoria really wants to say that she never had it to begin with, but decides not to. "True, or you could reinvent yourself."

"Or we could just move away so I can start over."

"Just because you screwed up and got yourself exposed, does not mean that I should have to start over too. That would be unfair of you to ask of me." Victoria says. Grabbing her purse from the wall, she walks up to the door, opens it and then leaves shutting it hard behind her.

Looking over at the door only after Victoria is gone, Lauren sighs. Not because her sister is right, but because she thinks that she is being incredibly selfish! "Easy for you to say... You still have your life. And you still have your boyfriend..."

Still not accepting her guilt, Lauren is still self-loathing about everything. In her mind she did not deserve any of this. She had always been the way she was and no one ever questioned it, much less did anything to try and humiliate her. She also still did not understand why Josh could not just get a grip and get over the fact that she did what she had to do in order to get ahead in life.

Arriving to work right on time, Victoria walks in and smiles when she sees the rolled up banner ready to be unveiled. Seated at the bar is her staff and when they see her walk in they all smile. Ever since Victoria became the manager, everyone's paychecks have gotten better and the business is thriving. It is doing so well that Al is considering opening a second location. Victoria is doing so well that he is considering asking her to be a partner...

"Morning Vicki." Michelle greets with a warm smile and then a warm embrace when she comes around behind the bar.

"Morning hun." She says. Ending the embrace, Victoria takes off her jacket and lays it across the bar. With her shirt unbuttoned she is blatantly showing off her boobs, but no one cares. Especially the girls, they have all conceded a long time ago that Victoria is in a league of her own. Turning towards her staff, she gladly gives them all a great view of her generous chest. "Good morning everyone. So far we have been having a great month. Again great job and thank you for all of your hard work." Waiting for the applause to die down, Victoria stands there with her hands on her waist smiling. "We have less than a week until theme night so today is the day that we announce it. Chelsea, if you please?"

Smiling the young waitress stands up and walks over to the rope hanging from the banner. Doing a Victoria like pose, she bends a knee, places a hand on her hip and smiles just like the woman she looks up to. However since the restaurant is not open yet, she is not wearing her va-voom bra, so her chest is not as appropriate to the pose as it could be. "Okay everyone. In keeping with the new tradition, I am hereby pleased to announce that this months theme night will be..." Chelsea says with a big smile, stopping as she turns to grab on to the rope and gives it a pull as her co-workers drum on the top of the bar.

*ratatatatata...*

*Woosh!*

"Bikini night!" Chelsea announces excitedly.

The the guys are all for it as they bang their hands on the bar and whoop and holler. The girls on the other hand are not so excited. They are smiling, but a lot of them are chewing their bottom lips, wringing their hands or digging their toes into the floor.

"It will be adults only, so no kids. That means no extra mess on the floor and other things that little kids like to do that are very annoying." Victoria says hoping that will brighten the girls moods. Looking around to see that it has no effect, her smiling face goes flat. "Before any of you say that I'm trying to outdo Hooters or anything, I am. But you also need to think of it like this. You wear short skirts or tight pants and you're wearing push-up bras all day long. Guys are tipping you, and women too, because you exude youth and beauty. Your service is also top-notch which is why you are all doing so well and this business is booming. This is only for one night and all the proceeds are going to go to a charity of your choice that we will all vote on afterwards. So it is for a great cause. Also you get to debut your beach bodies early this year. And don't give me that crap that you will only wear bikinis because it is comfortable. I'm not an idiot. You girls love showing off what the guys can't have. You like the looks." Victoria says rolling her eyes.

Nailing the point that the girls are only trepidatious because of social norms, they all start to slowly nod and accept the truth.

"Now if anyone touches you, the offender will get kicked out immediately. For the event I have also hired bouncers to watch over us so we do not get harassed. It's one thing to look hot, it's another when guys take it too far, right?" Victoria adds, her smile returning as she throws a wink.

This made the girls feel infinitely better. Knowing that big burly men wearing tight black T-shirts and jeans would be looking out for them made it all the sudden that much better. "How skimpy can we get?" One of the waitresses asks.

Grinning now, Victoria crosses her arms under her leviathan sized chest. "All I ask is that you keep your nipples and your beavers covered. How much skin you want to show is up to you. Remember, this is an adult-only event and it will be mostly men. Women will arrive too, but once the town gets wind of what it is about, the more uppity snobs will keep their asses at home. I want theme night to rock and roll and be a lot of fun. If someone is acting like a prude I'll kick them out myself."

"Sweet..."

"So today and all the way to Thursday before the event, I need everyone talking about it and advertising it. If you get resistance just let them know that it is one night a month and that on Saturday everything will be back to normal. It is just for fun and proceeds will be going to a great cause."

"Okay!" Everyone sings together as one.

Once the meeting ends and everyone starts getting the restaurant ready for the eleven o'clock open, they are all talking about it. Walking back to her office, Victoria is grinning and biting her bottom lip in anticipation.

Back at home, Lauren is sitting in despair, still eating ice cream even if now she is scraping the bottom of an empty tub. Looking from it to herself she frowns. "I'm the tub." Setting the empty carton down on the couch beside her, she pushes herself up begrudgingly and stomps off to the bathroom. Once inside, she closes the door and then looks at herself in the mirror. Upon seeing her reflection she starts to cry.

"It was never supposed to be this way, it's not fair! I am sexy and busty Lauren, not this fat and tiny titted slob!" She starts off calmly and then ends up screaming into the mirror. Bursting into tears again, Lauren looks around and then she sees them.

Picking them up, her hand is shaking. The light reflects off the stainless steel as she opens and closes them slowly. Sniffling, she reaches for her hair and starts to cut.

Later on that night, when Angie discovered that Victoria was getting off on all of the attention and witnessed her orgasm in her pink panties, Lauren with sitting just a couple of chairs away. Wearing a sweater and jeans, the former blonde was now a brunette and sporting chin length hair. Wearing a cloth cap down her forehead, she hid her eyes from view. Nobody recognized her and those who did see her figured she was just passing through.

It was her first night out as her brand new persona, Amanda. Covering up her baby blues with brown contacts and doing her makeup more subtle and not trying to hide her double chin, Lauren pulled off the impossible. She heard a joke or two about herself, but disregarded them as the old her. Lauren was dead and Amanda was here now. Finishing her drink and her meal she leaves her payment and tip on the bar. Pushing back her stool, she slides off and walks out the door with no one giving her a second look. Standing out in the starlit sky she digs into her purse and pulls out a package of cigarettes. Lighting one up she takes a drag and is about to enjoy the cool night air when a familiar voice echoes into her left ear.

"Lauren?"

Turning, Lauren cannot believe that someone has recognized her. Showing surprise she quickly tries to cover it up and disregard the question as if she has no idea who the person is speaking about, but the cat is out of the bag when she feels a tap on her shoulder.

"It's okay. It's me, Josh."

Turning, Lauren has tears running down her cheeks. Not just a little but a flood. Seeing him return to her, all she can do is fall into his arms and cry.

"It's okay baby. I'm back and I should have never left. Come on. Let's get you home."

Sniffling, Lauren nods her head still pressed against his chest. Feeling his arm wrap around her shoulders, she exhales hard and is unable to look up as she is escorted across the parking lot.

For Victoria everything just seems to be getting better and better. The excitement for bikini night is evident and even though she had to put out a couple of fires, the overall reception is downright ecstatic! To be honest she expected more complaints and a little less enthusiasm. Yet when everyone figures they get to see the buxom and curvy Victoria in nothing but a bikini, all pretenses of what is socially decent and appropriate goes right out the window!

When theme night hits, the town is abuzz and Al's Steakhouse is rockin'! Not only are there going to be bikini clad waitresses, but there is a live band too. The day before Victoria had the entire staff decorate the parking lot and the restaurant with balloons and streamers. She wanted it to feel like a birthday party and it did!

Being business savvy, Victoria did not have the girls strutting around and their bikinis after all. She made them all wear something over them until the bikini contest was about to start. The girls either wore robes or t-shirts and shorts, with a couple bucking the rules and refusing to wear t-shirts even. The idea is to encourage as many people to show up as possible so that way the restaurant is still turning massive profits. If the girls were all strutting around in next to nothing then the business may take a big hit as weary customers decide not to stay and dine. The strategy works and by the middle of the night the restaurant is packed! Everybody loves the band and the girls are having fun teasing the men about what they are wearing underneath. Hell, quite a few women were getting into it too and were also begging the ladies to give them a sneak peek!

The person who gets bugged the most is of course Victoria. Wearing a pair of stiletto heels, she struts around wearing a black silk robe. Doing her job as always, she checks in on the guest and they all ask her to give them a sneak peek!

To fend them off she says, "If you want to know, you might just need to stick around and find out. Also this is all for charity so please make a donation on your receipt tonight along with your tip."

Of course nearly all of the customers smile and nod. How could they say no to a smiling redhead with giant tits and big hard nips sticking out? She may have been wearing a robe, but there was no denying what lay inside.

Quite simply the best body in the county, if not the state!

Arriving near the end of dinner service, Lauren, Josh and Nathan all find a table close to the stage. Taking their seats they are greeted by "Chesty" Chelsea.

Sticking out her bombshell bra boosted bust, the 18 year old waitress smiles broadly as she sticks them out just like Victoria does. "Hello there! Welcome to Al's Steakhouse, my name is Chelsea and I will be serving you tonight. Can I start you all off with something to drink?" She asks then pivots her hips and waist, poised to show off her chest a bit more.

"I'll take a glass of milk!" Nathan laughs.

Rolling her eyes, Chelsea waves her hand playfully. "Don't go trying that with me. Everyone here knows who you are dating. I'm sure you get plenty of that at home."

"Shucks. What's the drink of the night?"

"Rum and coke. Simple, but a classic." Chelsea says flashing a brilliant smile.

"I'll tale one of those."

"Excellent, you sir?" Chelsea acknowledges then turns to Josh.

"Same." He says with a smile then looks at Lauren.

"Perfect. And you?" Chelsea now asks Lauren who she does not recognize at all.

"Whisky sour." She says.

"Sorry. We don't serve minors here."

"I am 25 years old!" Lauren exclaims, getting testy.

"Right... Show me some I.D. or order a soft drink hunny." Chelsea says, her bubbly personality disappearing and replaced with a hard-nosed waitress who doesn't take any shit.

Going for her purse, Lauren stops just as she grabs her wallet. Knowing that she could blow her cover or be accused of stealing an ID, she instead withdraws her hand and pouts. "Sprite... Please."

Smirking at the defeated pudgy brunette, Chelsea has no idea that she just talked down to Victoria's twin sister, the former hottie now fatty Lauren Black. "Good choice. while I get your drinks, why don't you guys look over the menus and figure out what you would like to eat."

"Thank you Chelsea." Nathan says warmly.

When she leaves, the brothers look at Lauren and feel bad. She is struggling so hard not to burst into tears. Pulling her into his arm, Josh nuzzles the top of her head. "It will be all right babe. Just one day at a time."

All Lauren can do is sniffle.

Watching over the front of the house by the bar, Victoria is smiling from ear-to-ear when Chelsea arrives to put in a drink order.

"Oh hey Vicki. Your boyfriend is here with Josh and some kid. She tried ordering a whiskey sour, can you believe that?" Chelsea exclaims laughing.

Laughing along, Victoria plays it off. "Ah yeah... That Amanda is something!"

Nodding in agreement, Chelsea puts in the order and as she waits she looks at her boss and tilts her head. "I know your sister is all broken up and crap about being exposed as a phony, but I haven't seen her around anywhere. Is she okay?"

Surprised that anyone actually cares, Victoria shrugs her shoulder, but has to look away. "Yeah... She went to the west coast to visit some family. To be honest I think she's starting a new life over there."

"And will probably go right back to what she used to do. Wearing girdles and stuffin' her bra!" Chelsea says and then laughs. Shaking her head she then says, "Some people never learn do they? She's only going to get caught again."

"Yeah... I had no idea that she was doing any of that! Not like I made it a point to try and see her naked. Now I'm kind of glad I never did!" Victoria says laughing.

As Victoria and Chelsea share a laugh, the front doors open and in walks another special guest.

Make that three.

Finally convincing Becky and Crystal to be seen with her, Angie struts in. All three are wearing black from head to toe. Black pants and black t-shirts. Moseying up to the bar, they convince three gentlemen to give up their seats. Sitting at the end they do not order anything and simply wait for the bikini show to start.

At ten sharp the lights dim and only those above the stage, which is now cleared of the band, are illuminated. Standing on the stage is Michelle holding onto a microphone brightly illuminated by a busboy manning a spotlight off in the corner.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for the event we have all been waiting for! With all proceeds going to the Boys & Girls Club downtown, I am pleased to announce that the bikini contest will begin!"

Almost immediately the restaurant explodes in cheering and whistling as each waitress takes to the stage and models their bikini. Michelle joins in too, surprising everyone with a fit body and a nice set of C cup breasts. Turning around she shows off a firm, almost muscular ass and thighs that should never be covered up again. When it is Chelsea's turn, she takes the stage and throws off her robe. Immediately everyone is drawn to her much smaller breasts covered in a very sexy black string bikini. Doing a small turn she proudly shows off her youthful figure and firm and perky B cups. A few of the guys are initially disappointed, but it did not take long for them to all be smiling too.

Donations are being taken, not just on the receipts for the dinner orders, but also in baskets that are being handed around.

No matter how hot the girls look in their bikinis, everyone was waiting with anticipation for the final contestant. Taking to the stage now in a very patriotic Stars and Stripes bikini, Michelle brings the microphone to her glittery red lips and allowed herself a very big and broad smile. "Before we bring out our final contestant, let's give all of the girls who have participated tonight a very warm applause."

As the contestants took the stage, the entire restaurant lit up in loud cheering, clapping and wolf whistles. If by a warm applause it meant what the girls just got, then mission accomplished. Standing in a line, the bikini clad waitresses all wave and do a final pose before walking down single file and wait off to the side. Returning to center stage, Michelle smiles and pauses. The noise in the restaurant continues to rise and it is almost unbearable by the time she raises the microphone to her lips one more time. "Now, I introduce to you, the one woman we know that you have all been waiting for... The one, the only... Victoria Elaine Black!"

Michelle claps as she steps back to concede the stage, the lights above her go dark and the spotlight is extinguished. When the spotlight flicks back on Victoria is standing in the middle of the stage wearing only her robe and her black stiletto heels.

With a knee bent and her hands placed on her waist, she is in the classic pose that she herself has made famous. Turned slightly, her pneumatic looking missiles stick out proudly from her chest, the tightly tied robe only serving to emphasize her epic waist to breast ratio even more. With the crowd cheering her on, Victoria turns her head and looks at everybody with a smile as she moves her right hand and starts twirling the silk belt playfully round and round.

Soon the crowd starts to chant.

"Take it off... Take it off... Take it off..."

Not wanting to disappoint her fans, Victoria bites her bottom lip and looks down has she starts undoing the knot. Pulling it apart nice and slow she pulls the belt apart and lets it dangle down her sides. Grabbing hold of the lapels, she turns to face her adoring fans who's cheering is now reaching a crescendo. Sticking out her hip she whisks the belt open and sticks out her tits revealing her bikini!

Instantly the entire restaurant fills with ear deafening noise as the crowd of men and women alike go absolutely nuts! This is the first time that anyone has ever seen Victoria show skin and she shows it in the most scandalous way possible. Wearing red white and blue like Michelle, hers is not the Union Jack, but the stars and bars! Victoria is rocking a Confederate themed string bikini! With triangles covering the peaks of her jutting tits, the bottoms are nothing more then a thong that barely covers her big and bulging pussy. Showing off her full hips and huge tits, everyone is going nuts, except three.

Angie, Becky and Crystal are laughing. Having maneuvered closer to the side of the stage they have a front row seat to another protrusion that everyone else is too distracted to notice. Vicki's little belly bulb! Made up of pure fat, it sticks out and droops just enough to be noticed, but not enough to be a distraction. As Vicki starts marching back and forth across the stage, her big and juicy vagina sways side to side. In no time at all a tuft of her thick black pubic hair is sticking out from the top of her bottoms. Also that little belly is jiggling and bobbling all around. It is a glaring reminder that the reigning Queen of Tits and Ass is not perfect.

In fact, she is far from it.

If anyone else has noticed that little belly, they either ignored it or didn't care. All they wanted to see and all they got was eyeful after eyeful of Victoria's huge missile tits and big, round ass! She had so much of it that she was on par with, or even greater than, the likes of Kim Kardashian and Sofia Vergara! For such a short and skinny woman, Victoria had more than her fair share legs too. With her hips nice and round, they flowed beautifully to her knees before narrowing to her calves and ending with her small feet.

Nobody seems to notice that Victoria's calves are not as shapely as they used to be either.

Going up from her waist, the story is different. Victoria's back and shoulders did not flare out very much, but her breasts certainly exploded out and because they are just so damn big, they had nowhere to go but out to the sides, defying Newton's Law entirely.

Treating the stage as her own personal runway, Victoria is all smiles as she pivots on her heels to show off her glorious booty. Big and round it simply sticks out imposingly, demanding to be admired. There is also no sign of her thong anywhere to be found. Those big and bulbous ass cheeks have swallowed it completely! With her hands on her waist, those giant breasts fill the gap between her bent arms and sides. That is when the money starts flying to the stage in droves. What was supposed to be a bikini contest suddenly transforms into the Victoria Struts Her Stuff show and it shows no signs of abating. The people are loving it and she is more than happy to oblige them.

Posing this way and that way, she shows off every position she knows. Marching back and forth, Victoria stops in the center and with a knee bent, she closes her thighs and bends forward while grabbing the little strings of her bikini top and crams her epic tits together. Dancing them up and down, she is kissing the air in front of her as the crowd goes wild. With those big boobs jiggling before their eyes, no one is paying attention as her little belly hangs down like an udder, dancing and jiggling or the fact that her hips are gently rocking back and forth.

"Doesn't anyone realize that Vicki is turning into a little porker?" Becky says into Angie's ear, who nods.

"Yeah, not only does she have a gut, but the inside of her thighs are getting a little flabby too." Crystal adds, starting to remember why she loathed Victoria all over again.

Giving her titties one final jiggle, Victoria stands up and takes to the center of the stage. Going back to her classic pose with her hands on her hips, a knee bent and her tits pushed out proudly, she starts dancing in place, rocking her hips back and forth. It doesn't take long for each thrust to get a little bit longer and a little bit slower, but more forceful.

Only two people in the room know just how sensitive Victoria's inner thighs really are.

That is Nathan and Angie. While one is getting a little worried, the other cannot help but feel her smile broaden.

Victoria is becoming a **** to her own passions, a **** to her own pussy.

Looking at the crowd, she is smiling as the pressure continues to build in her loins. It started the moment she took off her robe and took to her first pose. Ever since then every walk, bend and strut has been slowly but surely turning her on.

Now facing the crowd and unable to stop, the itch is so bad that she is compelled to keep scratching it. As the big and hairy bulge of her womanhood continues to swipe back and forth between her legs, Victoria slowly sucks in her bottom lip and bites down.

"Mmmmm..." She moans in her throat, her eyes starting to flutter.

Still preoccupied with staring at those massive tits, mouth-watering ass and sexy and shapely legs, not one person is objecting or wanting Victoria's turn to end.

Seeing the look on his girlfriend's face, Nathan is silently begging her to stop before it is too late.

Angie is begging for it to continue.

Brightly illuminated in the center of the spotlight, Victoria's eyes finally close as her lips part and a small moan emits from the back of her throat. "Uh, uh, uh... Oooooh!

*~squirt!~*

It is only when her stars and bars covered crotch goes dark does the roar of the audience start to quiet down.

*~splat!~*

When the first shot of Victoria's runny white cum shoots from her now stopping wet bikini bottoms is everyone painfully quiet.

Staring in stunned silence, Becky and Crystal cannot believe what they just witnessed. Big Titty Vicki just orgasmed in front of everyone! Nathan is in shock too! He knew what happened before when they were at the mall, but that was when she first wore her new body out in public. He had no idea that she had done this just a few days ago. In fact Victoria has been hiding it from everyone! Ever since she started wearing her new butt and boobs, she had been orgasming in her panties once a day, sometimes more. The only one not shocked is Angie. A little over a week ago she watched Victoria do the exact same thing and then scurry off to the bathroom just as it looked like she was about to pee herself.

Grabbing her friends by their hands, Angie pulls them by **** of will alone to the steps of the stage. Storming up the steps they are in position to keep the embarrassed diva from running off.

Opening her eyes the moment she feels herself ejaculate, Victoria looks out at the crowd and instantly covers her mouth with her hands. Turning beet red, she is about to turn and run away when she feels two sets of hands grab her by her elbows. **** to face the crowd as the building pressure of her bladder yearns for release, she squeezes her thighs even tighter to try and prevent that from happening.

Grabbing the microphone from a stunned and shocked Michelle's hand, Angie appears into the spotlight and smiles. "Uh oh... Looks like somebody had a little accident."

Seeing the waitress she just fired four weeks ago, Victoria's eyes open wide as she starts to shake. Shaking from her knees to her shoulders, Victoria feels her arms being pulled away and held tightly. "Puh..." Was the first sound into uttering the word "please" when her bladder breaks and urine starts flooding down her legs!

Leaning back and looking down Angie, along with everyone in the audience, watches as urine pours from Vicki's big pussy and runs like a river down her legs to make a big puddle between and around her heeled feet. Watching until it becomes a drip and then no more, everyone has just watched Victoria Black pee herself.

Three weeks ago Lauren did the same exact thing!

Unlike Lauren who was wearing a crap ton of shapewear and a stuffed bra, Victoria is nearly naked.

Taking her cue from the stories told around town about how Lori treated Lauren, Angie brings the microphone to her lips and starts to coo like a mother would to a child. "Tsk, tsk, tsk... Did itty bitty Vicki have an accident?"

And then like her sister, Victoria struggles to breathe. With each breath getting tighter than the last, her giant tits start rising and falling sharper and sharper. Also her belly goes in and out making that fat jiggle a little.

"Awww... It's okay." Angie says, reaching and giving that tuft of fat a crude pinch. "Now you know the rules... Only big girls can wear big girl clothes. Little girls don't get to wear sexy underwear or bathing suits."

Hearing a few chuckles from the crowd, Victoria starts shaking her head side to side. "No, no, no..." She starts to say as Angie bends down. Her plea is silenced the moment those Confederate bikini bottoms are yanked down her legs with one fell swoop!

"Wow! What a jungle! You should really trim that up Vicki. I don't think there is one guy here who finds this very sexy at all! Also little girls don't get to have pubic hair if they can't even show that they are potty trained." Angie giggles as many in the audience show their displeasure. Victoria's pussy is absolutely huge and soon chants start erupting from the crowd.

"Shave it! Shave it! Shave it!"

"Oh I planned on it!" Angie turns, still bent down, towards the crowd and yells into the microphone! Pulling out a razor from her pocket, she flicks off the cap and holds it perilously close to the top of Victoria's thick forrest.

"Oh my god no! Don't you dare shave me!" Victoria cries out, her eyes open wide in fear!

Watching the woman start to buck her hips and try to break free, Angie wiggles the razor in her fingers. "Now hold still. I don't want you to get cut..." She says looking up towards Victoria's face when something catches her eye. Looking right up at the underside of those jutting and giant tits, Angie spots a gap under each that opens and closes. Looking back to Victoria's crotch, she also watches as her inner thighs jiggle but her outer thighs don't. Following the slight movement of skin, she notices where it stops. Just like she saw when she was looking up at the underside Vicki's tits, she can see the slightly raised ridge running along the length of her thigh from pelvic bone to knee.

Blended near perfect by makeup Angie has no idea what she is staring at, but knows that whatever it is it is artificial. Standing up slowly, she turns to face the crowd to announce her discovery. "Well, well, well... looks like Miss Curves-A-Lot is nothing but a cheat!" When the crowd cries out in disapproval with boos and hisses, Angie turns right around and rips one of the carefully glued and taped on hip and butt prosthetics right off and tosses it to the stage floor. With the crowd shocked into silence once more, Angie cements the point by ripping off the other one.

The moment the first pad is ripped off, Victoria goes silent. She is so overloaded that all she can do is simply stand there in a daze.

Again she is reacting just like her sister did when she was exposed.

Now Victoria is as skinny around her hips as she is around her waist. Her legs are now skinny like sticks. Everyone is staring in shock at the sudden change. Gone is the hourglass and now standing before them is a stick figure with even bigger looking tits! All that's left below her waist is that big and hairy pussy and maybe a decent ass.

Leaning back and looking down, Becky and Crystal burst out giggling. Seeing this, Angie motions for them to turn the redhead around so she and everyone else can see what they think is so funny. Tightening their hold, they do a slow turn until Victoria's ass and back are facing the crowded dining room.

Without her butt pads, Victoria's actual ass is skinny and flat with barely a swell at all. Even with her legs closed, the mass of hair covering her crotch can be seen sticking out easily between her legs! Sniggering, Angie reaches up and pulls the string to Vicky's top and then does the same with the one around her neck. Watching it flutter to the ground, she motions her cohorts to turn Victoria back to face the crowd.

Turning her back around, they do so in a way that makes her giant boobs and fatty pot belly jiggle. When the belly jiggles a few laughs erupt from the mostly silent audience. The rest are too captivated by those big and impressive tits and LITTLE body!

The bikini top did little to cover her honkin' huge tits and now seeing them naked, everyone can see Victoria's big brown eyes. Nearly a half dollar in circumference, the areola's are dominated in the center by two thick 1/4" long, rock hard nipples.

Looking right them, Angie is impressed. Pushing her middle finger against the pad of her thumb, she holds her tensioned finger underneath one of them and gives it a flick.

*boing!*

The big nipple folds up then springs back out.

"Did you like that? Want me to do it again?" Angie asks.

Rolling her head somewhat up and down, the still out of it titty queen gives her consent.

"I bet you would. I bet you would really enjoy it if I played with your big tits right now in front of all these people. Your adoring fans..." Angie coos now standing behind Vicki. Without waiting this time, she slides her hands along Vicki's sides and comes at the jutting, pointy orbs from underneath. Filling her hands with tit, Angie gives them a squeeze.

They may look super realistic, but just like anything made of silicone, they feel fake to the touch. Giving them a squeeze she can also tell that they are filled with silicone and potentially something else. "So massive and meaty boys. Vicki's hooters are sensational!" Angie announces and then pushes the massive breasts up and in. When she does she makes sure to really give them a rise so as the big nipples lift towards Victoria's chin, she is subtly breaking away more of the seal along the underside that anchors them. Pushing them up and as far in as she can, Angie then releases them and watches from over the redhead's shoulder as the giant torpedoes drop and jiggle momentarily before sticking straight out again like before. Running her fingers along the top of the long swells, she guides her hands right up to Vicki's collarbone where she feels the top edge of the prosthetic still expertly blended to the skin.

"Jesus these are some impressive knockoffs. Must have cost you a fortune..." Angie hisses as she slides her hands until she is pinching those very thick and hard nipples. "Do you like it when your nipples are pinched and tugged honey?"

This time Victoria rolls her head side to side. It was clearly a no, but Angie doesn't care. Pinching the nipples hard she pulls and tugs them all around. When she does she is surprised to feel them start to deflate as two loud hissing sounds bounce off the walls.

*HIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSS!*

Within seconds Victoria's illustrious 30H's have shrunken to a still robust, but not as epic 30E. Still the boobs were big on her thin frame, but a 36C is no 36DD! Seeing the massive reduction in size, Angie rolls her eyes and decides now is the time to just rid the skinny bitch of her fake tits once and for all. "Say buh-bye to your big boobies Victoria..." She gloats and grips the stick-on boobs firmly.

Pulling firmly, but nice and slow upwards, Angie rids Victoria of her biggest and most prominent secrets. Tossing the fakes to the floor, she looks over Victoria's narrow shoulder and is stunned.

Just like the audience watching a movie, eager to see the next part, they all lean forward in their seats.

They have to because Victoria's tits simply don't exist.

She has none.

Zip.

Zero.

Ziltch.

Victoria's chest is so scrawny and pathetic, it's sad. Her nipples are no bigger than mosquito bites.

Walking back around, Angie looks at the shrunken little woman still standing precariously on her stilettos. All that is left is that big cunt. Dropping the microphone, it hits the floor, the thud echoes from the speakers. Pulling out her razor from her back pocket once more, she places it against Victoria's skin and swipes down.

Not one hair is shaved off. Instead the massive merkin gets caught up in the razor blade and simply peels off bringing the massive mound with it. Holding up her razor and staring at the big and hairy sex of Victoria Black hanging off of it, she looks from it to the now exposed bald and little pussy left behind.

Looking back and forth multiple times, Angie cannot believe it herself. "You FAKE your vajay-jay too!?! How pathetic and sad ARE YOU?!?" She screams, flicking the razor back and forth until the massive fake sex organ flies off and disappears into the crowd.

"Wow... Vicki looks just like my daughter!"

"GROSS!"

"Is she jail bait now?"

"Hard to believe she's even an adult!"

Sitting at their table, Nathan and Lauren are both staring in shock. Never in a million years did they think that she was faking her vagina too! For Nathan, it was kind of the only thing that convinced him that the woman who still wore diapers at bedtime and had absolutely no development anywhere else was indeed a woman. Lauren got over her shock rather quickly and burst out laughing like a hyena!

"HAW HAW HAW!!! AND HERE I WAS JEALOUS FOR ALL THESE YEARS! OH MY GOD! YOUR EVEN MORE PATHETIC THAN YOUR FAT SISTER! HAHAHAHAHA!"

Staring at Lauren in surprise, Josh cannot help but smile when he sees the love of his life show a flicker of the confident arrogance that attracted him to her in the first place.

"DAMN FUCK VICKI! AT LEAST LAUREN HAS BOOBIES! HEHEHEHE!!! HEARD SHE HAS PUBIC HAIR TOO!"

Listening to the cackling brunette sitting in the front row, everyone looks from the pudgy and small breasted woman to the skinny and underdeveloped woman on the stage. Hearing her cackle and he-haw, they all wonder how she knows all of this if she only arrived in town a couple of days ago.

Then to seal the deal, a pull-up flies through the air and lands on the stage by Vicki's feet. Picking it up, Angie helps the former Queen of Curves, the newly-christened itty bitty titty Vicki, into it. Pulling it up she steps back and nods satisfied. "Now THIS is definitely more appropriate! What do you think everyone?" Angie jeers, turning to face the crowd and throwing open her arms.

As if to prove the point, the still stupefied Victoria fills her brand new pull up with a bladder full of fresh pee.