The fates are fickle...

Everyone always wants Karma to bite somebody in the ass, but it does not always seem to play out the way we hoped it would. Assholes get burned and bitches taken down, but in the grand scheme of things assholes keep ass holing and bitches keep bitching. The problem with Karma is that people only know part of the story and in the case of Lauren and Victoria people only see the outside. They do not see the inner turmoil that they live with every day. That is where balance comes into play. When people treat other people like shit who have no reason to do so they deserve it and that usually comes when they least expect it and when it will hit the hardest.

Victoria and Lauren are victims of societies expectations of what beauty is. Sure, people say that's all body types are beautiful, but what is the Mainstay on the front page of nearly every magazine? How many politicians that are female are overweight? For all of the talk of body equality, the actions speak far louder than the meek words echoes on the opinion pages.

In order for the girls to receive the karmic justice that everyone feels they deserve they must do something above and beyond. The fates do understand where as people do not.

And the Fate brought them together with people who would love them for who they are, everything from how they want to look on the outside to how they are underneath it all. The fates reason that if the girls can feel love then maybe they will soften and stop being so defensive. Maybe if given the chance at true happiness, they will mellow out and simply live their lives.

Fate and Karma are in the Black sister's hands.

Now what they do with it is up to them, whether they know it or not.

Two weeks later...

Lauren and Victoria have great boyfriends and they both make good money. They are also considered the best at their positions by their managers, even if their co-workers don't. One out of jealousy, the other based on actual fact. The second one is subjective because Lori does not think that Lauren's looks have as much to do with her success as they actually do. She feels that she could do as good of a job, if not better.

But there is something to be said for a woman with a skinny waist and big, luscious breasts. Man, and subconsciously women too, are lulled into a false sense of security by the sight of young, soft and plush cleavage.

There can also be something said for a woman with ginormous breasts and in a customer service related atmosphere. It only serves to her advantage when she can couple that with a genuine smile and a compulsion for delivering great service.

Simply put, big breasts equal femininity and femininity is akin to nurturing.

There is also the sexual aspect and it is that bread and butter that the sisters use to their greatest advantage.

It is also that lust for power that their over hyped sexuality drives. They enjoy the attention their bodies bring them oh, and it is only natural you want to prestige in power that comes with being the best.

Little did they know that they were about to be tested.

Victoria's test started the moment she was woken up by her phone.

*Ring, ring, ring... Ring, ring, ring!*

Still passed out in her bed, she is asleep but the covers are kicked off and her pj bottoms nowhere to be found. Sprawled out on her back, Victoria looks comical as she lays there with one foot hanging off the edge of the bed, the other curled in Cooper skinny thigh while her arms are bent above her head and her hair is a mess on the pillow. Still wearing her PJ top, her giant foam missiles are askew on her chest and her pull-up is positively bloated with piss. Her big and hairy cunt. In fact it is so full that front is sagging exposing the top of her big and hairy brown bush. It's also why her legs are probably spread, the gusset is positively bulging and yellow.

Not one to wake up easily, Victoria's eyes flutter and she has to rub them multiple times. Sitting up her massive boobs lied to their proper place as she reaches clumsily to the bedside table to grab her phone.

*Ring, ring, ring... Ring, ring... Boop!*

"Hello...?" She answers still half-asleep and listens.

"Victoria? Sorry to wake you. It's Al, the owner. I was wondering if you could come in this morning an interview for the assistant manager's position that has recently opened up.

Listening, Victoria looks over and cannot help a friend. Nathan is still sound asleep and wearing the little thong underwear that she bought for him last week for their one-week anniversary. The underwear is so small that is curled up dick and balls barely fit in it which is just how she likes it. Staring at the meeting head imprinting into the thin fabric, Victoria resists the urge to reach-in from the side and rub his cock.

The first time he wore them to bed she got him hard and his dick stuck right out of them, even then small triangle barely covered his ball sack.

Imagining him mounting her with her diaper underneath them and pounding her soaking wet and hairy pussy, Victoria almost forgets that she is on the phone.

"Huh? Oh yeah, sorry. Still waking up. You want me to interview today?" She says from what little she did hear.

"Yes. It is between you and Michelle. Do you think you can be here by 10 am?"

Blinking, Victoria rubs her eyes again as she pulled the phone from her ear and looks at it. It is 8:15 in the morning. With her mind still foggy, she does a rough estimate of how long it will take for her to shower and get ready. "I can be there by 10:30 at the latest."

"Sounds good and don't worry about dressing up. You don't need to wear anything special, but if you do get the job I will require you to wear a professional outfit while at work. The jeans and button-up blouses will no longer apply to you if you get the job."

"Uh huh... see you later Al." Victoria says then hangs up the phone. Setting it on the bedside table, Victoria looks over at Nathan one more time who is still passed out. Now sleeping on his stomach, she looks at his right now and growls. "Fuck... you want to make me touch myself."

Climbing out of bed, Victoria does just that and is twiddling her big and hairy crotch as she walks to the toilet. Grabbing the sides of her pull up, she pushes them down and then sits and pee. Before getting a boyfriend, Victoria would not wear her big and hairy pussy to bed, but since then she has had to be careful about taking it off and cleaning it. Now wearing it full time, she is so used to the feeling of it against her crotch that she does not even realize that when she took her pull-up off, her hoo-ha went with it! Now peeing as she rubs her clit Victoria is not only still sleepy, but losing herself in the fog of a mini orgasm not realizing that her pussy is bald and pint-sized.

Like the rest of her naked frame, minus her little belly bulb.

At the same time, Lauren is just getting settled into her office. Setting down her purse, she reaches into her bra and adjusts her breasts before firing her computer on and scanning her emails.

*Knock, knock.*

"Come in." She says never looking away from the screen.

Opening the door slowly, Frank walks in. Walking up do one of the chairs opposite of her, he pulls it out just enough so he can set his fat ass into the cushion. Ogling her bubbling cleavage, Frank takes a minute before speaking. "I know I don't usually come into your office, but there's something I need to talk to you about."

Turning in her chair to face her boss, Lauren puts on her best smile and even leans forward a little to give him a better downblouse view. "What's up?"

Seeing her smile, he cannot help but look down at the outpouring of boobage billowing from Lauren's open top. "Thanks to the increase in business at our branch, corporate has permitted me to find and hire a assistant manager."

Hearing only of more money and a prestigious promotion, Lauren cannot help but turn on the charm. Drawing her arms together she touches her chin as she pushes her boobs together tighter, causing her cleavage to elongate and bubble up even more. "It's about time. You have been very busy as of late and seem to be working harder than usual. What you need is someone you can depend on to get things done and keep the little crows in line. I'm sure you have someone in mind who is just perfect for the job. Someone who you know will represent this bank at the very level of prestige that it now deserves."

Literally only seeing the bottom of Lauren's chin, Frank is too busy staring at the sea of tits in front of him. Watching that soft bubbly skin move about with a gentleness of a pond on a warm summer day, it takes him a moment you finally look up. He knows it might be the last time sees Lauren's big boobies the same way ever again. Sitting back, Frank clears his throat and prepares to deliver the heartbreaking news. Of course he will start it off with a plethora of positive hoping to getting the blow to her ego. " if it wasn't for you, this bag would still be a two bit player in the region. Now you have made us One of the best and fastest growing branches in the country. Which is why I need you to stay where you are. You are the absolute best loan officer this side of the Mississippi. Also let's face it, Lori knows the business far better than you do which is why I will be giving her the job and not you."

Immediately sitting up in her chair, Lauren stares coldly at her manager and thrusts her big tits forward imperiously. "That's bullshit Frank. After everything I've done for you and this bank? And you want to give it to a teller? What will that tell everyone? That you gave me the job because of my body? By denying me this promotion you are sending a message to all of the women. I am more than a pretty face and a great set of tits. I demand an interview!" Of course Lauren forgets that Lori was **** to step down as a loan officer in order to make room for the pretty face and great set of tits that was all too happy to exploit that when being hired on as a teller in the first place. Deep down in her heart, Lauren knew that Lori always deserved the job that she holds right now and that by giving the promotion to her that it would repay her for that sacrifice. Unfortunately Lauren does not care and never really did. She is all too happy to let Lori continue doing the menial parts of her job for her.

"I haven't informed her yet, but if you want an interview I can give you one. Unfortunately I don't have any openings today and I have to submit my decision tomorrow morning. However I am available for dinner..." Frank says, unable to wipe the big smirk off his face.

Lauren's hard stare instantly turns into shock, then surprise and finally disbelief. "But... But... But you are married!" She explodes, her face blowing up like a balloon before her jaw drops.

"You said you wanted an interview, this is the time I have. Don't worry it's for a job I already know that you have no interest in me outside of that." Frank says evenly.

"Pick me up at 5." Lauren says as she stands up. Waiting for Frank she escorts him to the door and shows him out.

As Frank leaves Lauren's office, Victoria walks into the manager's office at her work. It used to be occupied by Bill, but after an untimely termination oh, the job was open and there was only one candidate Al had in mind. He also considered the bartender Michelle, is she really wasn't his type and even Michelle professed not showing much interest in the job.

"To be honest it's not really something I want. I'm honored that you thought of me, but I think there's somebody else who was far more qualified to fill such a big position than me." Michelle said the other day, casting a glance at the wall where the photos of all of the employees currently employed hang. Seeing Victoria with a bigger picture than most and her gargantuan titties filling out the bottom of the frame below her beautiful smiling face, Michelle knew that the owner always fancied her above everyone else. Even Miss Cleavage had her tits cut in half.

So when Al rose up from behind his desk to greet his favorite waitress, his hand wasn't the only thing extending outwards to welcome her.

Lansing down, Victoria could not help but giggle has a white spot appeared on the front of Al's beige slacks. Deciding to come to the interview wearing a tight, sleeveless turtleneck and a pair of high rise jeans with a black leather belt to emphasize her little waist, Victoria truly looks like an hourglass when she walked into the office with the grace of a supermodel. Reaching forward to take his hand, Victoria grips it and pumps gently. "I tried to get here as fast as I can." She says, blushing when her thick, black bra strap slides from under her little top to sag down her thin arm. "Sorry."

Seeing the thick bra strap, Al struggles to keep from licking his lips knowing very that bra has quite a job to do. It is supporting the biggest, squishiest breasts has ever seen and on such a small woman, she needs all the support she can get... "It's quite alright Victoria. Not the first time I have seen a woman's bra." He says with a gentle smile has the wet spot throws a little more. Sitting down quickly he winces as his hard cock slides up along the front of his pants uncomfortably. "Something I ate..."

"I didn't have time for breakfast." Victoria says that she pulls out a chair opposite of the old wooden desk and sits down, making sure to cross her legs slowly to show off the monster cunt blowing out the crotch of her jeans.

"Probably those tacos the missus made last night..." He says just as his eyes catch sight of Vicki's massive camel toe.

"Oh God... Mexican doesn't sit well with me either." Victoria replies with a humorous smile.

"Before I start the interview, I have one question for you. A Latino burrito, or a Yankee hot dog?" Al says leaning forward across his desk, his fingers intertwining as he stares at the curvy redhead with great tits with interest.

"Mmmmm..." Victoria hums, almost on the brink of sexual overtone. Tapping her chin, she slowly inches her big chest forward until her massive torpedos are sticking straight out. "A big, thick and juicy ballpark frank." She says clacking her teeth and then licking her ruby red lips nice and slow.

"Good answer. Our customers come here for our big & juicy steaks, not for a bunch of limp burritos and soggy tacos." Al says staring right at Vicki's sweater bombs.

"Plump and juicy. Sometimes I wonder if I get good tips because I'm good at my job, or have a great set of tits." Victoria says then looks down and jiggles them playfully side to side.

"Both. You're great at your job, you are the living embodiment of what Al's Steakhouse prides itself on and you have the business acumen to succeed. I have seen how you take care of my customers and you are the perfect blend of everything this restaurant needs to take it to the next level. Victoria Elaine Black? Will you be my manager?" Al asks. his cock ready to explode as he gets caught up in the aura of it all, the sexual tension could be cut with a knife.

Seeing the sweat form atop her boss's brow, Victoria does a little inverted slide of her shoulders and smirks as both of her bra straps slip for under her top and cascade down her arms. "How much money will you give me?"

"How much do you want?"

After naming her price, which is above even those with 5 years experience, Al's face is now flush as he struggles to keep from exploding in his pants in front of the hot young redhead.

"And for your top?"

"The usual." Victoria replies and then Pulsar turtleneck up and off to bare her enormous blue bra.

Leaning back and opening his pants call Mom now pulls out his dick and starts masturbating furiously.

Leaning forward in her chair, Victoria squeezes her big tits between her arms and giggles as she turns her chest side-to-side playfully. "You just love my melons, don't you?" She says giving them a little tighter of a squeeze.

Staring has the big blue cups bulge outward and away from her tightening arms, Al is so distracted by the giant blue cups that he doesn't notice the gap between the top of her bra and her narrow and otherwise flat chest.

"That's right baby, stare at Victoria's big lovelies..." *jiggle jiggle*. She says, her tiny nips hardening into little diamonds as they graze along the silken inside panels of her stuffed bra...

With her new position all but wrapped up, Lauren did not rap her's up until later that night.

After work, Lauren rushed home to get ready for her big interview. Donning her favorite little black dress, she was in the middle of touching up her makeup when Josh walks into the bathroom.

"Whoa! Are we going somewhere tonight?" He says as he loosens the tie from around his neck and looks is curvaceous and busty blonde girlfriend up and down with approval.

"Not we, me." Lauren says and then stands up and turns to face her boyfriend. "I have an interview tonight with Frank for the assistant manager's position at the bank." She says as she stands there with her hands on her hips and her pushed up and bulging bust line pushed out provocatively.

"So interviews are done over a fancy dinner nowadays?" Josh says looking skeptical now.

"Don't be silly... It's the only time Frank had and I just want to really stand out from the other applicants. You know, really POP?" Lauren replies, but seeing that her boyfriend is not convinced she walks up to him swaying her hips. "Look, it's just a dinner, maybe a drink or two, but it is going to be strictly professional. Frank is a married man and I have absolutely no interest in going to bed with him. Besides I won't need to. Once he sees me wearing this he'll be begging me to take the job." Lauren says confidently, on the cusp of cockiness. Even her body language suggests it as she wiggles it sensually.

"Uh huh... Good luck and have fun." Josh says and then gives Lauren a careful kiss on her freshly painted lips.

"Don't worry honey, Lauren's tight little pussy is just for you. I promise." She says just as the doorbell rings. Giving Josh a little wink, Lauren grabs her clutch purse from the bathroom counter and walks away.

If Lauren thought she had everything under control and that a little black dress and a whole lot of tit was going to land her the job, she had another thing coming. When Frank picked her up, he reacted just as she expected in the entire ride to his favorite Italian Bistro Two Towns away volume constantly swerving as he could not take his eyes off of her. To Lauren, this was exactly what she was expecting and figured that all she had to do was have half a glass of champagne, laugh at his bad jokes, maybe be a little flirtatious and then go home with the job title assistant manager. She knew he wanted Maury for the job. He said so earlier that day, but a little bit of cleavage and lovely Lauren leg should take that away real quick.

Unfortunately, one drink turned into two, which then became seven. Completely and utterly drunk, Lauren was practically stumbling out of the restaurant with her tits practically hanging out of her dress. Before she knew it she was stumbling into a motel room outside of town. Kicking off her heels she turns to Frank and starts making out with him sloppily.

"Mmmm... I really want that job Frank. *Kissy, Kissy, smooch.* mmmmmmmm... I never realized how big your dick was before..."

"Yeah? Well I have a way of hiding it when I'm at work." Frank says he squeezes one of Lauren's boobs and then plants his big fat mouth on her little lips and shoves his tongue down her throat. "You are so hot Lauren..."

"Mmmmmmmm...." Lauren coos as she feels the crotch of her panties get wet. Reaching down, she grabs her boss's bald and starts fumbling around with it through his pants. "Wow... I never realized just how manly really were... I bet your dick will feel so good..."

"So are you saying you want to have sex with me?" Frank app as he gives Lauren's tight but a firm squeeze. Frank is drunk off his ass too and it shows in the way he is grabbing and groping her.

"Only *hick* if you give me that job." Even ****, she doesn't lose sight of her goal. However she kind of forgot that she didn't think she needed to be even going this far at the beginning of the night.

"Okay. Now get naked." Frank says as he walked to the end of the bed and then sits down and starts getting undressed.

"Okay..." Lauren says, feeling flush as she feels The Familiar tickle between her thighs. Getting excited at the prospect of getting now, Lauren turn and slowly locks and chains the door. Sticking out her hip, Lauren looks through foggy eyes and gives her boss a drunken naughty smile.

Practically cloudy I'd himself, Frank is having a hard time taking off as close as he is too busy staring at the little petite blonde with the perfect ass leaning against the door. Watching her lean against the door, her hand slides along the wall until it turns off the light.

With only the light of the moon illuminating the room through the thinly-veiled window, Lauren turns and tries to walk sexually to the middle of the floor in front of the bed. Now standing in front of the TV, she Smiles goofily as she reaches around her back and unzips her dress while dancing a little.

In the dark, Frank is feeling even more excited as he strips off his shirt to reveal his big and hairy stomach. Standing up he pushes his pants down and kicked off his shoes to reveal a little red thong stuffed full to the brim. Unfortunately it was not his cock, but rather a hunting sock.

Even though she can see the top of the sock sticking out by his hairy that thigh, Lauren licks her lips anyway, to engulfed by the bulging red cotton stretched in front of her below his big belly. "Are you going to stuff my tight, little blonde hole with that big penis?" She asks as she slowly pulls the top of her dress down and squishes her tits together between her arms.

Watching her dress fall to reveal her big white push-up bra, Frank to is engulfed by the sea of soft white flesh bubbling between the big bra cups. So much so that he doesn't see too flashy colored edges slowly rising from behind the barrier of cotton.

Watching him nod, Lauren continues to press her big tits together SE flowers the dress and then hooks her thumb into the high cut waistband of her Spanx and slowly wiggles them down. " I bet you can't wait to suck on my big beautiful tits..." Lauren croons as she slowly lowers the dress and her stuffed bra cup squeeze together even more. When they do the bridge buckles and opens up revealing one of her nipples.

Seeing the soft bulb of pink topped with a hard nipple along with more of Lauren's snow white flesh, Frank pops his nut instantly. Blushing, but thankful that the room is dark, Frank gingerly cups his stuffed privates and swallows hard as he feels his goo soak into the sock. "I am so hard right now..." He says bouncing it up and down. "You are going to get it so good Lauren. You're going to be begging for more."

"Mmmmmm.... I better, this body deserves no less." She says as the dress finally falls to the floor to reveal her nearly naked frame. Standing up she arches her body proudly as she reaches behind her back unclip her bra.

Now seeing her naked in the dark and still incredibly drunk, he cannot help but feel that there is something off. He knows that that is born in front of him, but dot-dot. He cannot quite place it as he tries to will his penis to stiffen. He wants to bang her so badly, but the **** is keeping him from getting it up again. "So sexy..." He says through ever-increasing foggy vision.

"The moment you've been waiting for... Lauren's big, milky, D cup breasts..." Lauren coos, making a sexy show unveiling her tits.

Watching the bra fall, Frank stares wide-eyed as he sees Lauren's breasts for the first time. They are certainly milky white and plush and topped with a pair of beautiful paint nipples. As she flaunts them, he cannot help but notice that they seem smaller than advertised. At this point he doesn't care. He is so god damn drunk and he has been waiting for this moment for so long that he leans forward and grabs the blonde debutante by the wrist and pulls her towards him. Stumbling forward, Lauren giggles as her belly jiggles. Taking her tit into his mouth, he sucks on it greedily while shoving his big and meaty fingers between her soft and cellulite covered thighs to rub her fat and dripping wet pussy.

It's the most action Lauren would see all night. Later when she was on her back, she would be drunkenly begging that she get her cunt stuffed and fucked, but Frank could not get his limp noodle to respond. Maybe it was the ****, or maybe it was the fact that the woman lying on the bed spread eagle before him was fat and flat. That didn't stop him from trying however and at the end of it all he could do is try and stuff a limp little prick inside of a chubby and greasy pussy.

It was the worst sex Lauren ever had. It would be the worst sex Frank ever had. However neither of them spoke about it on the car ride home and whatever Frank saw the night prior, he quickly forgot as he glanced over at Lauren wearing her little black dress and looking hot as ever again.