Lauren the Illegal Filipino Immigrant

The blinding light faded, leaving Eric blinking away spots as he took in the transformed Lauren sprawled across their living room floor.

Gone were her baggy sleep clothes, now she wore a tiny green bra that strained against her massive tits, the cups digging into soft flesh as they threatened to spill free. Matching panties clung to her wide hips, the fabric already damp between her thighs.

Perfect.

Eric recalled the split-second decision he'd made when pulling the trigger, all those news stories about **** immigrants, the viral videos of pretty foreign girls begging not to be deported. He'd imagined Lauren as one of them: an illegal from the Philippines, willing to do anything to stay in the country. Funny, since the real Lauren had been third-generation Korean-American who'd never even visited Manila.

"Ay nako!" The new Lauren giggled, pushing herself up on her elbows. Her voice was different now. Higher, softer, with a sweet Filipino accent colouring her broken English speech. "So clumsy ako, diba?" She laughed again, shaking her head as silky black hair tumbled over her shoulders.

Eric's cock twitched in his sweatpants. This was exactly what he wanted.

"Hey, Lauren," he tested.

She gasped, scrambling to her knees with surprising grace despite her new curves. "Opo, kuya?" Her big brown eyes widened, plump lips parting as she gazed up at him with reverence.

Kuya. Big brother. But the way she said it… like he was her sir, her saviour, sent blood rushing straight to his groin.

"You okay down there?" he asked, feigning concern.

"S-sorry po," she stammered, biting her lip. "I... I fall. So stupid, diba?" She giggled nervously, fingers twitching against her thighs like she was holding back from touching him.

Eric leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees. "You know... since you're already down there maybe you could help me out with something and maybe I could help you out. With your... situation."

Lauren's breath hitched. "My... situation?"

"Yeah." He grinned. "Your immigration problem."

Her eyes lit up. "Grabe! Kuya, you... you help me?" She crawled closer, tits swaying dangerously. "I do anything, po. Kahit ano."

Eric didn't need to speak Tagalog to know what that meant.

He undid his sweatpants, letting his hardening cock spring free. Lauren's gaze dropped instantly, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

"Gusto mo ba 'to?" he teased, stroking himself slowly.

Lauren didn't hesitate. "Opo, kuya," she breathed, shuffling forward until her face was inches from his dick. "I make you feel so good. Then... you marry me, diba?"

Eric chuckled darkly. "We'll see."

That was all the encouragement she needed.

Lauren's plush lips wrapped around his cock in one smooth motion, her tongue swirling around the tip before sinking down until her nose brushed his pelvis. "Mmmph," she moaned, the vibrations making Eric groan. Her delicate hands cupped his balls, massaging gently as she bobbed her head, eyelashes fluttering. Every few seconds, she'd pull back just to gasp "Ang sarap mo, kuya!" before diving back down, taking him deeper.

Eric tangled his fingers in her silky hair, guiding her pace. "That's it, baby. Just like that."

Lauren whimpered around him, pouty lips stretched obscenely wide. Pre-cum mixed with her spit, dripping down her chin as she sucked like her visa depended on it.

And maybe, in her mind, it did.

With a grunt, Eric came down her throat, his grip tightening in her hair as she swallowed every drop. "Salamat, kuya," she whispered, licking her lips with a satisfied smile.

But Eric wasn't done.

He stood abruptly, yanking her up by the arm before bending her over the couch. Lauren yelped but didn't resist, bracing herself on the cushions as Eric tugged her damp panties aside.

Her pussy was dripping.

“Wow, you’re so wet.” he growled, rubbing his cock through her slick folds.

Lauren whined, pushing her ass back against him. "Pakiramdam ko ang init, kuya. Please... fuck me. Fuck me so I can stay."

Eric didn't need to be told twice.

He slammed into her with one brutal thrust, her tight walls clamping around him. Lauren screamed, nails digging into the couch as he set a punishing pace, her massive tits bouncing wildly with every snap of his hips.

"Ang laki! Sobrang laki!" she sobbed, back arching.

Eric smirked, gripping her wide hips harder. "You like that, huh? You like being my little mail-order bride?"

"Opo! Opo, kuya!" Lauren wailed, her accent thickening with every cry. "I... I be your asawa! Your wife! Your- AHHHH!"

Her body clenched as she came, her pussy milking his cock until he followed, filling her with his cum.

Lauren collapsed onto the couch, panting. "Sana... pakasalan mo ako," she murmured dreamily.

Eric pulled out, watching his release drip down her thighs.

Yeah, he thought, grinning.

This was definitely an upgrade.