Fun bags

My crush looked at me in disgust. “What makes you think I’d ever go out with you? Eww!”

My heart shattered. I felt the embarrassment as everyone looked at me and laughed. I burned red hot with anger and shouted the first thing that came to mind.

“Maybe because you’re skanky slut with huge fake tits! I figured you’d fuck someone for a chocolate bar!”

As soon as the words left my mouth I immediately realized what I had said. What’s worse, I knew exactly what would happen next. Her tits ballooned outward and became obliviously fake. If they weren’t fake before, they sure are now. She moaned and whispered in my ear.

“Want to find out?” She purred seductively.

I know what I’m doing is wrong, but I can’t change her back. Once a change is made it’s permanent. So instead I put her to use. I invite my friends over on the weekends and they all line up to use her. The cost? One chocolate bar of their choice… Oops