Barbie’s Last Resort

Barbie stood in her apartment for the first time in years and saw quite a bit of dust had covered most of the countertops and furniture. “Well, I might as well get this cleaned up as I figure out what to do next. Hard to come back from that mountain of evidence unless I have proof of my own.” She said as she went to her bathroom to get some cleaning supplies and looked at her reflection to see the burning, red hand print still on her face.

“Damn, Cassie! She really went for it, but I doubt anyone will think she is working for me behind the scenes now,” she continued to speak to herself as she found a light cloth to wet and put on her face. She got some cleaning supplies and got her apartment into a much more presentable state after a few hours. She had built up a little sweat, despite it being so cold outside, and got a shower ready to go. She still hadn’t really come up with another plan but had an emergency plan that she had hoped not to use only in worst case scenarios.

She let the shower warm up a bit and grabbed her phone. She began to search through contacts and sighed when she got to the name she was looking for: Ken. She never got rid of his number just as a reminder to herself or to call it in the worst possible scenarios. Well it was the worst possible scenario as 10 of her girls were now basically property of Naked Ambition once more and on the path to becoming Naked Forever employees.

She created a new message and said,

I bet you are so fucking proud of yourself having gotten me away from my glitches and essentially tying up all those loose ends with your rat. How about I give you an offer you can’t refuse? Do you want the golden goose or 10 little chicks?

She put her phone down in a huff as she hopped in the shower. She was hating everything about this as Ken was the physical embodiment of everything wrong with Naked Ambition. This also made Ken easy prey since men don’t like the ones that got away and try to create a group of resistance fighters to try to overthrow/ destroy their twisted organization.

She enjoyed the shower for the few minutes before ultimately turning it off and giving herself a quick rundown with her towel. Her apartment was much colder now as she grabbed her phone and saw that the number did indeed still work as Ken had replied:

Well look who it is? Is that you, Barbie Banghard? Didn’t I tell you that I would eventually get you? How does it feel to have everything stolen from you after you spent so long to build it? I hope you are ready to come back to me and grovel for your friend’s lives. Meet me at Mo’s Diner at 5pm. Oh! Wear something nice too.

Barbie chuckled as she thought as she smiled at her phone, (Typical Ken… You always get too eager and you lose all the control. I will get what I need from you and get back all that was mine.) She looked at the time and saw it was about 4pm so she ordered a Uber. She was finished getting ready and saw that her Uber was already here. She grabbed her phone and headed out into the cold air, which she was now regretting having taken a shower since her nipples were at full attention and her naked body was covered in goosebumps.

She got into the Uber as the man stared at her tits, forgetting where she was needing to go. “Mo’s diner, please. Also eyes on the road, mister. I have a very important meeting to attend.” The driver nodded and sped off to their destination while still getting eyefuls of the heavenly tits that bounced with a little movement. Barbie was in the zone so as long as she got there safely the driver could ogle her all he wanted. She needed Ken to gloat and slip up by giving more information than he was supposed to say. Barbie smiled coyly and knew with a body like hers she could make him do much worse if need be.