She Stuffs! Bolt-On Barbie

The best day of my life started out in the most unexpected way. I'm sitting in a booth at Denny's and sucking down my third milkshake in a row when the doors to the diner open and in walks her.

Escorted by Jeff.

My ex boyfriend.

Wearing a red tank top that barely fits and a little black skirt that bounces when she walks, she looks like a trash whore with her bra straps showing and all of that cleavage hanging out like always. Looking up from my drink, fully aware that I am sitting all by myself, I look right at her as she marches in just like she did on the very first day I met her.

That was back in mid March and she was wearing a low-cut black T-shirt and hipsters. Back then it wasn't her bra straps, no it was an eye full of her black thong cotton panty, but everything else was the same.

Red hair

Green eyes

Huge tits

Skinny waist

A big bubble butt.

And that fat camel toe.

Zeroing in on those towering titties, I watch as they bounce firmly up and down, carrying her little tank top with them as her nipples punch right out through it illuminating the way. How she can have so much tit on such a small body is beyond me.

I'm 34-24-34 with a full pair of breasts that fill out a D cup bra. At 5'8 I'm a leggy hour glass and with blonde hair and blue eyes, I am America's ideal!

So how did I, Alyssa Bowers lose everything?

Because as they love to say in Texas, everything's bigger and better.

Even when I look away and close my eyes I can still see them. Towering mounds of perfectly symmetrical flesh, topped with two identical and big nipples. The cleavage looks the same no matter if she is walking or raising her hand or running. It's why I used to think that my boyfriend would never leave me because why would he want fake big tits when he can have real big tits? Waiting for the clack of her heels to pass, I only open my eyes when I hear them behind me. Twisting in my seat, I watch that little skirt bounce showing off peaks of that big and round and way too perfect ass.

I feel the same way now as I did then the first time I saw her get undressed back in the locker room. She was changing out her bra but all I remember is how big her ass looked compared to the rest of her. I mean her legs were so skinny just like her body and yet there was, the big bubble.

When I looked around all of the other girls were captivated and salivating.

And that's when it hit me, nobody cared about the real deal. They wanted their fantasy and Victoria was it.

Dyed red hair.

Bleached teeth.

Too much makeup.

Oversized blimps for boobs.

A big fake butt.

And a big fat camel toe.

At the time I was still reeling from it all. In one day I was dethroned and a week after that Jeff broke up with me at lunch and then went and sat with Vicki. When he did that I watched as my best friends, Megan and Lindsey stand up and follow him. It was then that I realized that I only had those friends because they thought I was the most desirable girl at school. I knew forever that they had crushes on Jeff and I always suspected that they hung out with me just so they could get closer to him, but it was never more obvious until they went and sat down at Victoria's table as he sat down beside her and kissed her on the cheek.

Blinking I look forward again and down at my empty milkshake cup and then over at the empty Booth we're Jeff used to sit with me and we would share one together, corny but true. We would share milkshakes, talk long hours into the night and dream about our future together once we were able to reunite after completing college.

I am going to USC in the fall and he is going to stay back and get a degree in business so we can take over his father's little restaurant empire.

The one that has been so kind to keep me topped off with milkshakes this very afternoon.

Sliding my tongue along the top of my teeth, I slouch and then look out the window board. I so want to take my boyfriend back and take my life with it too, but I know that I can't. It's just not who I am. Even when I was the queen of the school, I never made a big deal about it and never thought I really cared. I guess I just did not understand how much it would affect me when I lost what I thought mattered most, people who cared about me. People who said they loved me and wanted to be my best friends forever. A man who was supposed to marry and have kids with someday while we navigated life together, learning together, growing old together and dying together.

Call me a softy, call me old fashioned, but I just wanted and I still want that happy fairy tale ending. I was supposed to, but where did it go?

Then the dinging of the door to the Denny's diner breaks me from my melancholic reminiscience and they watch as my two former best friends walk in. One brunette and one blonde like me, they are both wearing the same outfits, probably at Victoria's direction. Short khaki shorts, tank tops with short little jackets in their boobs pushed right up, but not too much! No one can look better than the Big Titty Queen. Not really minding them as they walk right past my booth, chattering away and not even acknowledging my presence, I cannot help but remember how they used to do the same when they were my friends. They wore outfits similar to me, did their hair like I did and it is only now that I realize that they're just a bunch of CopyCat clones. They are the kind of girls that will ride the coattails of anybody who they think will get them ahead. But they don't know is that they're setting themselves up to be used and always get second or third best.

Kind of like how I feel right now.

Thinking about ordering yet another milkshake, I'm about to pick up the menu when I hear a sharp giggle behind me! Turning in my seat again, I watch as Jeff tickles Vicki making her laugh and cry out in joy!

"HEHEHEHEHEHEHE! STAAAAHP IIIIT! TEE-HEE! You're going to make me pee!" She screams as she wriggles about in the booth, her legs kicking as she struggles to keep him from tickling her armpits.

Lansing down under the table I watch as she openly flashes her vag. Big and bulging, it is consuming the crotch of her black thong like it always does. Turning back around, I sigh when I realize that maybe he is indeed happier with her. She certainly is equipped to handle him after all.

She also has a much curvier body than me.

What was she again? Oh yeah, how can I forget? Everybody talks about it.

26-22-33, with a bust of 37!

I mean, I have a bust of 37 inches too, but because she's so twiggy up top, it just makes her boobs look all that much bigger!

Finding myself looking down at my own breasts, I regret my pathetic attempt at making them appear bigger.

It was actually not that long ago really. It was right after graduation and the class trip was to the beach. Thinking that it would be the perfect time to take Jeff back, I decided to augment my swimsuit with a pair of chicken cutlets I had purchased at Walmart. Heck, I even remember the look on Vicki's face when I showed up wearing my white with purple polka dot bikini complete with frills around the waist and framing my cleavage. Her eyes were as wide as saucers and her jaw had fallen further than anyone else's. Posing just like her, I remember flaunting openly in front of all of my classmates and my two former friends who looks just like her, wearing black string bikinis.

For that moment I felt so hot and so sexy. Not only did I have this pneumatic looking chest just like her, my cleavage looked even more impressive then her standard, silicone infused fare. Where her cleavage ended revealing the flat chest behind those cantankerously large boobs, my cleavage just kept going up and up. Seeing my ex-boyfriend getting excited as he looked at me and my friends drooling as she looked on me with her jaw fallen and her skinny little legs shaking like leaves, I started lifting my arms above my head so I could toss my beautiful long blonde hair into the air.

And that's when it happened.

I felt the strap stretching along my sides as my underwire cups started pulling away from my body. My bikini was so stuffed that there was absolutely no room for my actual tits so when I lifted my arms, they slid right out along with my silicone boosters!

"HEHEHEHEHE! I KNEW IT!" Vicki howled, pointing to the sand where my prosthetics lay by my toes. "ALYSSA WAS STUFFING HER BIKINI! Hehehe... How pathetic."

And as I stood there Frozen with my arms above my head and my hair pushed up with my tits hanging out and my stuffies on the ground, I watched and she turned and stuck out those prized cannons and sucked my boyfriend right back in all over again.

Just like she did the first time on the very first day she walked through those doors.

That black T-shirt stretched to its absolute limit, nipples stuck out like daggers as a mile of cleavage bubbled out while she waved and said hello.

"Hey..." She said in that rosie, cutesy voice that was too octaves higher than the best that I could ever do.

Blinking again, I come back to the present as the laughter continues at the corner booth behind me. Not even listening, the only thing I hear is that obnoxious "hehehehe"followed up by "Jeffy, you can play with them later! Can't you be good for 5 minutes? Okay, order me some chicken fingers and french fries. I need to go to the bathroom." Turning around, I watch and she slides out from the booth and that bends over to pick up her purse from the floor. When she does that skirt lifts like a curtain and reveals that big and perfect butt split by a little black thong that only reappears on the other side of her pussy. Staring at those big lips sticking out from between her legs, I still wonder how she can feel so free and open to show off her but JJ like that. Most girls would be embarrassed for anyone to see their privates and yet there she is, the slut, letting everyone know just how blessed she is.

It's bullshit!

It's disgusting!

Who really wants to see her nasty snatch?

Even if those lips are baby smooth and perfectly puffed without a sign of salami sticking out anywhere. But it's when I'm looking at her ultimate pleasure factory does something catch my eye right beside it. Twisting even more, I find myself leaning trying to get a better look.

"What... Is that!?" I mutter under my breath, confused by what I'm seeing.

Just underneath that big rice swell is something hanging from it, it looks almost like skin. It's not very thick, but it certainly looks unnatural. when she stands up is when I return to facing forward and ask I hear her heels clacking loudly off the tile floor as she approaches, I pick up my menu and pretend to read it.

*Clack, clack, clack...*

Then nothing. Slowly swiveling my eyes up and to the left, I see her standing right next to me. Not even looking down, she starts reaching up her skirt and next thing I know I'm watching her pull her little panties out from her pussy. When she does, I get to see the full expanse of her cotton punishing mound in the thick lips that stretch down from it as her underwear stretches out to reveal that it is damp.

Damp with excitement.

Excitement because no doubt after their little lunch, she's going to be going back to his house to get stuffed.

*Snap!*

Hearing the panties snap and then her skirt fall, I returned to the menu as she carries on to the bathroom, her little skirt hopping. Peeking up I watch her walk, swaying her hips as that little skirt dances giving little peeks of that bulbous bottom swinging behind her. Watching her right leg, I see that little tuft of skin again gently slapping her leg all the way until she disappears in the bathroom.

Deciding that now would be a good time to order, I wave down my waitress. "Can I get a cheeseburger with fries?" I ask the moment she arrives. Nodding, she jots it down and then turns and walks away.

Just as the waitress rounds the corner to go to the kitchen, Victoria appears out of the hallway from the bathrooms. Looking at arrogant as ever as she walks with her chest pushed out and their hips rolling, I watch as those magnificent built on melons of hers bounce rhythmically up and down, my pupils following her nipples. Coming closer to my table, she finally makes eye contact with me and flashes that pearly white smile. It's almost as if she knows that she is the reason why my life completely sucks. Then to add insult to injury she looks right down out of towering tits and then grabs her bra straps and gives them a tug. Giving her tits a few extra bounces, she then flips her hair and look straight ahead, presumably at Jeff.

Seeing all this makes my heart sink right to the bottom of my stomach and as I continue to watch those Titanic titties bouncing bobble that little red tank top around, I suddenly find myself filling with rage. Gritting my teeth, my hands clench slowly into fists and just as she's walking by and that skirt tosses up to flash me that big and nasty coochie of hers, I stick my foot out from under my table and trip her.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!" I hear her cry just before she slams face first into the floor!

*Crash!*

*Ratta-tatta...*

Spinning in my seat just as Megan and Lindsey jump up with Jeff sitting there looking stupid, they all look at the fallen diva who's already pushing herself back up to her feet. But what catches my eye, and all of theirs, is something skidding across the floor coming to a stop right by Lindsay's toes.

Leaning down, she picks whatever it is up and then looks at it curiously. "Are these teeth?" She asks loudly as she turns what looks like retainers her fingers.

Already back on her feet, Victoria storms up to her friend and snatch them from her! "Give those back!" She says then slides them right back in and bites down. Turning towards me, she storms up to me livid. "What the fuck is wrong with you bitch?" She says angrily as her face red ends with a mixture of that as well as embarrassment.

"You." I say in a tone that shocks everyone, but most of all me. I sounded like a tiger.

Placing her hands on her waist, Victoria arches her back and sticks her tits right out. "Me? You're blaming me for your loser life? What did I do exactly?"

Rising to my feet, I step out from my booth and get right in her face, our tits less than an inch apart as I lean towards her tilting my head. "You stole my life. My friends and my boyfriend."

Smirking, Victoria replies cattily. "Is that it? Because your friends chose someone better to look up to and your boyfriend dump your sorry pathetic ass? It's not my fault that he chose the better woman."

And then in a show of dominance she chest bumps me.

Staggering back a step, I look right at her face and before I know it I'm showing my teeth as my hand flies through the air!

*SLAP!*

*Wirl wirl wirl crumple!*

Hitting her so hard that she spins around three times before falling to the floor again, I looked down at the days and confused redhead who is rubbing her cheek. Breathing hard, I am so full of rage that it's taking everything I have not to kick her while she's down! As I close my hand, I feel something weird and when I open it and look at the palm of my hand, I see that it is covered in makeup!

Rubbing where she just got slammed by an open handed freight train, Victoria's eyes are momentarily wide with fright before her own anger kicks in and she scrambling back up on her feet. "You're going to pay for that bitch!"

Fully expecting her to punch me in the face, I see her hands shoot out and I instinctively flinch but when nothing happens, I look back at her and for a moment I can see where I had wiped the makeup off.

Victoria's cheek was blemished and she was hiding some troublesome acne.

*RIIIIIP!*

Staggering as I hear my own clothes being ripped wide open, I look down to see bra covered tits sticking right out! Staring at the white lace of my push-up bra, I look back up at her with wide open eyes in shock as she stands there laughing at me!

"Hehehehehe! No wonder why Jeff chose me over you, compared to me you've got mosquito bites!"

Still laughing, the only thing I can do is look down at her tits. Sticking out and hardly covered up, I decide to give her a taste of her own medicine. Grabbing the shoulders of her tank top, I rip it right down and expose her bra covered tits too! Wrapped in the skimpiest black little bra I have ever seen, I am suddenly face to face with those tormentingly hard nipples! Big and brown and as hard as rocks, they are also perfectly circular and they look really fake! "PFFFFFT! Is this what you left me for Jeff!? Bolt on boobs and plastic nipples!?!?"

Staring back at me with horror in his eyes, my ex-boyfriend quickly looks away and starts slouching in his seat.

Busted for getting boners over a pair of fake jugs, I'm looking over at him with a lopsided grin a little too long when I suddenly feel my hair getting pulled in my head snapping right down forcing me to bend over!

"How fucking dare you!" Victoria cries out as she Yanks hard on my hair trying to get me down to the ground!

"OOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!" Dreaming at the top of my lungs, I reach up and grab her wrist and try to pull her hands free and all it does is make it even worse! Letting out a second, ear splitting roar I let go and I start slapping at her when my hand hooks or thigh and gives it a strong pull!

Crashing to the ground in a heap, what started out as a cat fight turns into a back and forth of lousy wrestling! Hair pulling, biting and slapping, the two of us go at it with Victoria kicking with everything she has to try and get me off of her! The middle of the tussle, I happen to look down at the crotch of her slutty panties and decide to relieve her of the burden of walking around with a wedgie! Driving the front of her underwear, I give them a mighty pull and when they rip loudly, I feel my hand shoot up into the air with her underwear held up triumphantly. It's also when I happened to catch something tumbling in the air out of the corner of my eye.

"Oh no!" Victoria screams and then releases my hair and goes to cover up her crotch!

Looking down just in the nick of time, I see exactly what it was.

It was the slut's big and juicy cameltoe cunt!

The bitch was wearing a fake pussy because when I'm looking at now is a shrunken little hoo-ha that looks like it would get quite a workout if she tried shoving two fingers in it.

"Wait..."

"Is that!?!"

"Oh my God it is!"

"That's a fake pussy!"

Shouting back and forth excitedly, Lindsay and Megan are now looking at what was once Victoria's juicy coochie now sitting on the floor, lips up and ready to take any dick for the floor!

Scrambling out from underneath me, Victoria stands back up now cupping her crotch as tears start rolling down her cheeks. "That... I need that... No one was ever supposed to know!"

Now looking at the bitch with the big ass tits cowering in the middle of the dining room, holding her shrunken privates, I see all the fight has left her and when I look at her very generously filled bra, I suddenly see them for what they really are.

Those aren't surgical enhanced breasts.

Victoria's boobs are nothing more than a pair of stick-on silicone titties bought off the internet!

Wasting no time, I relieve her of her skirt and her bra step back holding them in the air.

Now cowering and completely naked, the curvy Queen is speechless and nearly hyperventilating, her pitched breaths making her enormous looking chest rise and fall haphazardly. Looking past those fake stick on jugs, look at her hands still cupping her crotch, no longer the big and meaty dick muncher. But when I do, I see something else.

I see that her hips aren't really her hips.

It must have happened during the struggle on the ground when she was kicking me because now they look like flaps hanging open revealing that for real hips are just like her legs skinny and featureless.

"Oh."

"My."

"God."

Lindsey and Megan take turns finishing the sentence as they cover their mouths and point. Looking at the ground by Vicki's heels, there is a puddle of clear silicone gel. Walking around her, I look at that big ass, well it used to be, but now it is completely deflated and sagging like a pair of empty big balloons!

Wanting to piss myself because everything that I'm seeing is so freakishly funny and yet weird at the same time, I look over at Jeff who is practically hiding under the table at this point!

"Did you really fuck this?" I have to ask him as I pull on the shocked girl's flabby, skin tone colored silicone and hold it out like a flag.

Sitting under the table and hugging his legs, knees right up under his chin, Jeff looks at me and then at the legs of Lindsay and Megan. When they come out and join me in staring him down, his head starts shaking violently! "No... But we tried! I just couldn't get inside of her!!!"realizing how pathetic he sounds just now causes Jeff bury his face in his knees and never look up again.

Looking from the pathetic man that is set to be the air to 15 Denny's franchises located in multiple counties around the state, I look back at the former queen of tease and start shaking my head.

"Do you know what you are Vicki? A sad, pathetic, good for nothing loser who is so immature and so insecure that you resort to wearing fake body parts just so you can feel good about yourself. I can't believe I was never jealous of you." I say as Lindsay and Megan want to either side of their former leader.

Fully expecting them to help her recompose herself in the bathroom or something, I'm completely shocked when they each take hold of one of her big tits and pull them clean off her chest!

*Pop! Pop!*

When I look at Vicki's chest again, all I see are two little pink nipples surrounded by large teardrop shaped patches of snow white skin!

And to make it even worse, she's as flat as an ironing board!

Laughing hard behind my close hand, I look back into the disheveled woman's eyes and all that stares back at me is he multicolored thousand yard stare! One eye is green and the other is brown! "Is there any part of you that is real?" I asked through fits of giggles as Lindsay and Megan keep looking at the big fake boobs that they swore to God were real not that long ago!

"Look Meg, this one has a beauty mark!"

"Really? Let me see!"

Looking over at the two dodo heads, I shake my head and smile wistfully at them. Just as dumb as I remember them and it's really hard to stay mad. Letting what had happened between us go, my peace and reconciliatory mood is broken when I hear the squeaky voice of Victoria whining.

"I... I think I need to pee!!!!"

"The bathroom's right over there." I say sarcastically as I point and roll my eyes.

Now covering up her chest and her crotch, Victoria starts doing little turns, her heels clacking on the tile. "But... But what about my clothes, I can't have anybody see me like this! Give me back my boobs, give me back my big puss puss! And you're so going to replace the butt you broke!" She suddenly screams and then turns and walks like a penguin all the way to the bathroom.

Looking away from that now flabby and saggy fake butt bouncing off the back of her legs, I look at my friends and take the big tits away from them. "You can leave these right here on the table or I'm sure Jeff will be more than happy to look after them until his big and busty girlfriend returns... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"