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Chapter 21 by hambo hambo

Will she change anything else about Hilda?

No, she's a picture-perfect bimbo

"Well, I think we're done here," the hostess says as she helps her naked, incredibly horny patient stand up on wobbly legs.

Hilda sways back and forth, getting used to the new, far-larger weight on her chest, and around her ass, hips and thighs. She moves too quickly and slips forward into the hands of the other woman.

"Oooooooooh! So good!" Hilda moans aloud as her exposed, hard nipples brush against the other woman's shirt. Her teeth graze her inflated, super-sensitive lips, causing more cunny honey to trickle from her freshly de-forested pussy, down her shapely legs, and pool around her exposed toesies with their hot-pink nail polish.

"My, my, what a naughty, nasty girl," the make-over artist says as she runs her hand through Hilda's soft, silky and oh-so-long platinum blonde hair.

"I'm sowwy!" Hilda says through her permanently puckering lips even as she shifts her head to make it easier for the hostess to stroke her hair. "I didn't mean to be all leaky-weaky!"

"It's alright sweetie, you didn't mean too. I know you can't control yourself." She runs her fingers along Hilda's cream-coated inner thigh, gathering all the girl goo she can grab before feeding it to the lusty loser in front of her.

Hilda coos in pleasure as she automatically sucks the hostess's fingers clean while her hand runs across her tummy, playing with her new belly jewel.

I just taste sooooo yummy! I wanna put this on everything I eat!

"Do you like the new you?" The woman asks as she continues to grope and tease the poor, nude noble.

"Uh-huh," Hilda grunts as a finger runs across her puff pussy lips. She's so turned on now she doesn't even know whose hand it is.

"In that case, we're all finished here," the woman says stepping away from the mewling and whimpering Hilda. She goes over to her little desk and pulls out a sheet of paper, a wicked smile on her face. "Now then, sweetie. How will you be paying your bill today?"

The dim-witted Hilda blinks at her, the question not registering. "Like... who's Bill?"

How much will this mis-adventure cost Hilda?

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