Imagine Bimbos as far as you can see!

You get handed a character folder, which you read and suddenly you are immersed in a world which is described in the folder.

Name: Keith N. Skelley
Nationality: American
City: Milwaukee, Wisconsin, USA
Age: 32
Height: 5’11"
Hair:Black
Eyes: Hazel
Occupation: Oral and maxillofacial surgeon turned Plastic Surgeon
Status: Married to Pamela Skelley
Sexuality: Hetrosexual
...Penis size: 9 inches and thick when hard

You wake up instantly adopting to the life of Keith, the surgeon in an alternate history than ours. You wake up in your spacious bedroom and get up to throw on your robe. You go down the stairs and find a cup of coffee and a large breakfast of bacons, eggs and waffles on the table. Your wife was, as she should be, working hard on big breakfast for her family of four. You smiled as you saw her form, she was dressed in a pink mini-dress and 4-inch heels, that pushed her H-cup tits perfectly, her large augmented ass-cheeks, stuck out a bit, and the whole package just accentuated her hourglass form. Her long black hair went down to mid-back and probably had enough hairspray to share for the whole town for a month. Her face was already all fixed up with a heavy application giving her a fake/plastic look which has been so popular the last ten years.

She put the latest batch of waffles on the table and she leaned over to kiss you, as you fondle her large fake tits. She turns around for the stove as you slap her ass hard, making her giggle. She was now 26 years old now, and the plastic surgery she had gotten had made her look fantastic. No wonder all women were getting it, it was such a booming business too. You almost scoff that so many years ago you were thinking of staying as a Oral surgeon. No, the change of career to enter one of the biggest industries in America now, was necessary for your families wealth.

Pamela closes the waffle maker, and calls up for the twins, “ Carmen, Angie come down stairs!” Your two teenage daughters ran down the stairs, skipping. Having children so young at your age would have been impossible not too long ago but thanks to the latest in science, if you had the money you could have children who were any age. Since pregnancy took a toll on women, a new process called genetic installation made a child with your genetics without any of the problems. So what you do is pick any adopted child, and painfully replace their blood with a genetic substitute, after about of month, the child would now have both parents genetics, and look quiet a bit more like the parents. So you had adopted a pair of twinsfrom South Japan with terrible Japanese names, since you always liked Asians and gave them this treatment when they were twelve. Then you made sure they would look as curvy as any other American teens, so you made sure they both had a big pair of DDs and round ass.
Carmen and Angie bounced around the corner, with heavy make-up on, they were both wore black bikini tops and booty short-shorts, Carmen in yellow ones, and Angie with pink ones. They came around you and kissed you on the cheeks, you feel their tits against your arms. They giggle and sat down, grabbing waffles on their plates, as you lit up a cigarette. Your wife in her heels clicked over, and handed you the paper, and sat on your lap, wrapping her delicate arms around your neck, biting your ear and licking your neck sensually.

You read the sports section, “Damn Soviet commies! They are going to destroy our nation!” Apparently the US team had lost another medal to the Soviets, you don’t care what game it was, since 1991 all Americans had been taught to despise the “evil empire”. You threw the paper to the ground and cheered yourself up by fondling her ass. You french her, and start to pull her left tit out when you here whining behind you. “DAAAAD! Carmen is spraying me with whip cream!” Angie was yelling as she got her chest sprayed with sweet cream, it melting on her hot chest. You point at the girls, sighing, “Carmen stop doing that, and clean up your sister!” Carmen gets a naughty grin and starts to lick the whip cream. You watch as your smoking hot bimbo of a daughter licks your other hot daughter. You are just about to take your wife right on that table in arousal, when Pamela grabs your chin and looks you in the eyes, “Honey what are you doing today?”