One week later

It had been a week since John had manipulated his mom into taking her to a clinic and turning her into an absolute bimbo, and today she finished her entire series of surgeries. John was super excited to see how Julie had turned out, after all he had ordered her to take the most drastic surgeries, botox to the max, fuller and fuller lips, plastic surgery to touch up her face, bigger boobs, liposuction until she was slim and trim, thick legs, huge ass, laser surgery, aesthetics, manicure, dyeing, everything imaginable taken to the max to make her look more like a sex doll than a person.

John waited at the entrance, and was there for a few minutes until the car arrived and Julie got out, it was night and only a deformed silhouette was visible, which became evident when she got to the door and revealed a woman with giant and vulgar tits, her top, the only thing that "fit" her halfway only covered her new bust from which you could see the edges of the nipples wanting to come out, she had a bare and marked abdomen, not because of a fit state, but because of the lack of fat as well as the rest of her fatless body. She had a striking platinum blonde hairstyle and wore a mask, which only revealed eyes with long false eyelashes and makeup, but through the mask you could see the outline of two bulges, which began to rise and fall when Julie began to speak.

-"I hate you, now I look like a... I look like a monstrous prostitute, my body hurts, are you satisfied? ugh these hard tits won't let me see my feet."

-"Oh, my delivery has arrived, a bimbo cock addicted bimbo, you look so fuckable."

• "You don't know what an ordeal you put me through John, you don't know how horrible it was to watch my body move to the next room, I didn't want to but out of my mouth only the biggest option came out, get on the gurney and wake up with.... with these shitty tits, then get up with another fake smile and ask for more, for a whole week! and my body, it all feels so stretched ugh"
• "But it was absolutely worth it, come on, take that mask off, I want to see your whole face!"
• "No, this is not my face, I absolutely refuse to accept it!"
• "Don't be like that, you know you can't disobey me."
• "No! Go to..."
• "No no no, no cursing!"
• "Ugh, go to the... to the... what... uff, I can't get the word out."
• "Well, I order you to take off your mask"
• "No!

Julie refused, but her slender hands with long manicured nails reached up to the elastic of the mask and tugged at it, in doing so, her mask pulled back with a clatter, releasing heavy plump lips that bounced for half a second, they were lips thicker than my thumb, they were fleshy and glossy, and I could see her teeth in the center, she was unable to close her mouth completely even if her life depended on it.

There she was, my new sexdoll, her cheeks flattened by botox, a face devoid of all imperfection and glowing, full of makeup and looking porselana but maintaining details and aspects of the face that greatly amplified her MILF and forty-something aura, then Julie spoke.

But I paid no attention to her babbling, I was mesmerized by those fat wet lips, I could even see her drooling slightly from the egg of her lips, as they vibrated and twitched, that little mouth, no longer made for talking, was now an mouth-pussy a mouth that throbbed, as if begging me to pull down my pants and shove my cock all the way into her mouth. But the noise I was making was becoming more conscientious.

• "Are you listening to me? I want my life back, give me my body, I can't go out like this anymore, I don't even want to look in the mirror, what am I going to do with this, I can't take pictures without looking like a whore and Wait! I've got money, I can pay, right? right? i can go back.

and John replied

-"Maybe you can take off your tits, but your face is hard to do, so let me help you".