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Double D's
By: Lyrissa
The apartment was nice, but its owner had certainly added a personal
touch to it which made it appear almost tasteless. There were fuzzy pink
rugs in the living room and bedroom, the shelves were full with
tasteless souvenirs from various travels, and a well-used transparent
and pink vibrator sat right out in the open in its recharger. There was
a widescreen TV, and instead of paintings the walls had tasteless
posters of hunky boy band singers and handsome actors. The neighbours
didn't like the new resident much, feeling she gave the neighbourhood a
bad name. And that was even more applicable when they could hear her
have sex through the thin walls of the apartment building, which
happened often.
In fact it was happening right now.
"Come on Jeff, harder!" a female voice shouted from the bedroom.
The large, soft bed in the bedroom of the apartment didn't creak at all
as the two sweaty, panting lovers gyrated against each other in it, but
there was still plenty of noise seeping through the walls. The couple
grunted and panted, whimpering and gasping as their sweat-soaked bodies
slapped together. The woman was on her back against the pink and white
sheets, her thick thighs spread wide to allow her partner easy access.
She was very busty and her large breasts bounced up and down as her
lover pushed into her. Her long blonde hair (with a single streak of
red) was matted with sweat and spread out across the covers, and her
beautiful face was contorted in passion. She was very well-built and
curvy, with a nice tan and painted fingernails and toenails matching her
lipstick and the streak in her hair. Her eyes, which occasionally
fluttered open, were a very bright blue.
"Oh baby!" the man grunted.
He was leanly muscular and looked like he kept himself in good shape but
wasn't a fitness fanatic. He had short slicked-back brown hair and deep
brown eyes, which frequently closed as passion surged through him. His
hips bounced against the girl's as he thrust into her. His shaft was
quivering with barely pent-up arousal and he was trying to keep himself
from losing control utterly. Her slit was nicely tight and clamped
around his member just right, causing a large amount of friction as the
moist meat slid out and in. Jeff reached down to cup as much of Deedee's
large breasts in his hands as possible, and then softly kneaded them to
give her extra pleasure, even twisting the nipples a little. She reached
up and grabbed his neck, pulling him into a sloppy, hot kiss before she
let him go again. She smelled good, a thick mixture of musk and perfume,
as well as a hint of salt water from when they went swimming earlier.
"D-DeeDee you're... so... amazing," Jeff said between gritted teeth.
"Please... let me..."
"Go ahead, silly!" DeeDee said as she reached out with her hands to grab
hold of the covers. "Finish! Finish in me!" Her voice was rather high-
pitched with a faint valley girl accent.
Jeff accepted her offer. He let himself succumb to the tide of arousal
inside him and with one final, deep thrust that brushed against DeeDee's
deepest reaches; his manhood released a hot tide of seed into her.
"DeeDee!" he screamed, loud enough it could be heard out into the
street.
DeeDee just screamed inarticulately as she was filled to the brim with
Jeff's seed. She squirmed on top of the bed, her knuckles closing so
hard around the crumpled sheets that they turned white. She thrust back
into him, eager to take every drop of his release, but some still
dribbled out and soiled the sheets as well as the bodies of the two
lovers. They were locked in passion like that for an eternity of
pleasure, DeeDee squirming and Jeff shuddering as he pumped every last
scrap into her. Finally, as he was spent, he slowly pulled out of her
with a wet 'plop' which released a thick stream of warm mixed juices. He
groaned and lay down next to her, reaching over to brush through her
matted blonde hair with one soiled hand. She smiled goofily with her
eyes still closed.
"You like?" he mumbled.
"Oh Jeff, of course I liked. You're always the best!" DeeDee chirped,
opening her eyelids and staring at him with those bright blue eyes.
"C'mere!"
She pulled him in for a deep, throaty kiss and her large breasts pushed
into his pecs like a pair of large soft cushions. He felt her hot breath
on his sweaty brow as she broke free of the kiss and lost himself in her
lovely eyes. He chuckled and gently brushed the red lock of hair from
DeeDee's own forehead.
"When I first met you I wasn't sure how I could land a perfect girl like
you," he said, smiling. "But I sure am glad I did."
"I'm glad too, Jeff! You're so smart and hunky and you know all these
things about computers and stuff! And you're a good photographer!"
Jeff found himself inwardly admitting that his beautiful girlfriend was
far from the sharpest tool in the shed. In fact, DeeDee was thick as a
brick. But with a body like that and a personality which said yes to
almost anything, how could he complain?
"Thank you hon," he said, pecking her on the forehead. "Now, would you
like to-"
"Unfortunately you gotta go now!" DeeDee said, interrupting off Jeff in
mid-sentence. "I gotta get ready for that job, remember!"
Jeff saw his plans for the afternoon crash and burn before his eyes. "Aw
but honey, can't you do that some other time, I was hoping we'd-"
"Nope!" DeeDee said and jumped to her feet. "You gotta get going, those
are the rules!"
Jeff's further protests were all dismissed out of hand by DeeDee as she
rushed around her tasteless bedroom gathering up her boyfriend's clothes
and tossing them to him. Jeff tried everything, from bargaining to
demanding to pleading, but his girlfriend was always adamant about her
alone time. It was just another weird fact about DeeDee that he had come
to accept and didn't think too much about, along with such question as
how she paid her rent and what she did in her spare time when she and
Jeff weren't together. Pouting like a little boy, Jeff got dressed
again, forcing his slackening manhood down into his boxers and leaving a
slimy trail on DeeDee's bed behind. DeeDee on her hand stayed totally
naked and didn't even bother to clean off the trail of white, frothy
liquid that still trickled down her legs.
"There, now you're ready!" DeeDee chirped as Jeff finished dressing and
she almost shoved him towards the door.
"Thanks honey. Good luck with the job?" Jeff said as he grabbed his
shoes on the way out.
"Thanks!" DeeDee said, smiling brightly.
And then, just as Jeff stepped outside, DeeDee gave him a small wave and
slammed the door in his face. He sighed deeply and turned to walk over
to his car, taking some comfort in that he had at least gotten some of
the best sex he'd ever had and it wasn't even lunchtime yet.
***
DeeDee watched Jeff go through the blinds of her window and then quickly
locked the door firmly. Skipping back into the living room, the blonde
bimbo grinned brightly and put one perfectly manicured finger to her
plump, red lips.
"Gosh, now that Jeff's gone I probably should get ready." She looked
down at her naked, sweat-drenched, busty form. "This just won't do!"
She swayed over to the bathroom and stepped across the beautiful white
tiles of the floor into the large shower stall where she turned on the
hot water and just enjoyed the sensation. The warm water poured over
DeeDee and washed away sweat, cum and other remains of her night and
morning with Jeff. . The steam rising from the hot water covered the
bathroom window and the glass panes of the stall with mist. She reached
deep into her snatch and rummaged around, making sure she cleansed out
all of the thick, steaming seed still left in there. She rubbed her
large breasts, cooing in delight as the grime of many sessions with her
boyfriend washed off. Then, humming under her breath, DeeDee picked up a
bottle of rinsing shampoo and began lathering herself from scalp to
toes.
"Girls just wanna have fu-un," DeeDee sang as she rubbed down her curvy
body and felt the slight sting as the shampoo began taking effect.
As she began washing off her body, streams of pale blonde mixed with the
foamy white shampoo as it poured down her rich curves into the drain.
DeeDee giggled and rubbed her hair roughly, wrenching and scrubbing it
thoroughly. When she considered herself done she shut the water off,
letting the remaining shampoo vanish down the drain with a schlurp. She
daintily stepped out of the shower and picked up a clean white towel
which she dried herself with and then wrapped around her torso. Walking
over to the mirror, DeeDee reached out to wipe the mist from it, and
then grinned at her own reflection. Instead of the beach blonde hair
with a red streak she had sported earlier, she now had a head full of
long, dark brown hair.
"Much better, but there's still a little bimbo left," DeeDee said in a
tone that was much calmer and more intelligent than her previous
chirping bimbo voice.
DeeDee walked over to the toilet and sat down on the seat, letting the
towel drop down to hang across her lap. She gingerly hefted her massive
breasts in her hands, enjoying the feel of them before she did what she
had to. She began massaging her right breast in a very specific way,
slowly kneading it forward as if it were a stress ball. As she did, her
nipple widened and a small glistening bubble of transparent material
poked out. Moaning with pleasure, DeeDee continued kneading until the
small bubble was revealed to be the tip of a large, semi-transparent
sack filled with thick, viscous fluid. The sensation of slowly pushing
the implant out was very pleasant and DeeDee found bolts of jagged
white-hot arousal lance through her brain. She bit down on her lower lip
and kept going, finally letting the large implant flop down onto her lap
with a dull, sloshy noise. Confidently she reached over to repeat the
process with her left breast and it was just as wonderful as the
previous one.
DeeDee picked up the two large implants and stood up again, walking over
to drop the two gel sacks on the dryer lid. She took a quick peek back
in the mirror and checked her breasts carefully. She now sported a pair
of well-shaped b-cups while her famous 'deedees' were resting
comfortably on the dryer. Grinning, the now-brunette stepped in closer
to the mirror and spread her eyelids of her right eye wide with the
fingers of one hand. Reaching up with her other hand, she carefully
removed one bright blue contact lens and blinked a little at the
irritation. She repeated the process with the other eye and though her
vision was now fuzzy she leaned in close to the mirror to confirm her
eyes were now a rich warm brown colour. DeeDee put her contacts into
their tub of preservation fluid and opened the bathroom cabinet. From
between boxes of tampons and a ladyshave she procured a small plastic
case containing a pair of black-rimmed designer glasses which she
slipped on.
"Much much better," DeeDee said when her vision cleared.
She left the bathroom after towelling off and headed back to her bedroom
where she opened a wardrobe door that she never used when Jeff was
there. From inside DeeDee picked a set of modest black underwear, a
simple but cute little black dress and some jewellery which were far too
modest to fit the blonde bimbo that Jeff thought he dated. After
applying some subtle makeup and getting dressed, DeeDee regarded herself
in the full-length mirror on one of the wardrobe doors. A smartly
dressed, attractive brunette smiled back at her. She was cute, but
without the massive rack, tasteless clothes and bleached-blonde hair she
looked nothing like the bimbo she had been earlier.
"Now then, I can drop that silly act," DeeDee said in a voice utterly
lacking her previous valley girl twang.
And just then, the doorbell rang.
She rushed over to look out through the peephole and saw a well-dressed
young man with blonde hair and a bouquet of flowers. She opened the door
and he almost rushed in to embrace her.
"DeeDee! It feels like forever!" Brandon said.
"Only a week, honey," said DeeDee, accepting the flowers. "Are we still
going down to the art museum?"
"Definitely," Brandon said as DeeDee put the flowers in a vase and
filled it with water. "Then I figured we could do dinner at the Plaza?
They have really good seafood right now."
"Sounds wonderful," DeeDee said, rushing around to gather up her purse,
shoes and keys. "I can't wait to get away from studying."
"How are your classes going?" Brandon asked as they left the apartment.
"Oh you know, pretty good," DeeDee said airily. "I just need to escape
all the distractions."
"Well babe, today you won't have a single distraction except me, I
promise," Brandon said with a laugh as he led her over to his car.
"Don't be so sure," DeeDee mumbled under her breath, smiling.
***
By the time DeeDee returned home to her apartment it was already
nighttime. The moon was rising over the skyline of the city and cast a
silvery reflection in the well-polished parked cars. DeeDee waved after
Brandon as he drove off and wondered if he was annoyed that she hadn't
invited him in. He didn't seem to be, though. Brandon was very much a
gentleman, much more so than Jeff, and believed in leaving DeeDee plenty
of personal space. Giggling, the brunette closed the door behind her and
flicked the light switch. The dinner and dancing had been really nice,
but between this and her time with Jeff she really needed some time to
herself. Kicking her black high heels off in a corner, DeeDee locked the
door behind her and then walked around the apartment to close every
blind and curtain, preventing anyone from peeking. She caught sight of
her own reflection in the window and giggled, blowing a kiss.
"...really need some time to myself..." she mumbled, stretching. "So
long now."
DeeDee did a second lap of her apartment and picked up all the tasteless
girly decorations and deposited them unceremoniously in a closet in the
living room. She tugged the posters down from the walls, revealing a
second set of posters underneath which instead of half-naked male
celebrities carried pictures of various computer games and other 'nerd'
subjects. She chucked the collection of vapid comedies and romantic
movies in the closet as well, revealing a shelf worth of action, fantasy
and sci-fi blu-rays behind them. Finally she opened a compartment under
the couch and pulled out a laptop, keyboard, mouse and printer which she
set up on her kitchen table.
"Looking a lot more like home already," DeeDee said. "Well except for
one thing. Poor Jeff, he doesn't suspect his bimbo wannabe model
girlfriend isn't who he thinks."
DeeDee stepped out into the center of the living room and reached up to
unzip her little black dress, letting it slide down her modest but cute
form. When it dropped to the floor she kicked it over onto the couch in
a crumpled heap. Smiling, she unhooked her bra and let her breasts flop
free before she tugged down her panties and stepped out of them. DeeDee
enjoyed the warm, dry air on her skin as she began removing her earrings
and bracelets, lobbing them over to land on top of her dress. She let
her slender fingers trace across the edge of her slit which was now dry
and clean. She groaned in pleasure as her finger caused small darts of
pleasure through her groin.
"Unfortunately... Brandon doesn't know that the brainy girl he's
dating... isn't who he thinks either," she said to herself, suddenly
plunging her hand deep into her vagina.
Moaning and grunting, the brunette felt inside her moist cavern for what
she knew was there, her fingers finally closing around a small nub on
the inner wall. With a grunt she pulled down and suddenly a large, firm
male member flopped out of DeeDee's snatch, seeming quite out of place.
It was much paler than her tanned skin, thick and veiny and stiffening
in the evening air. DeeDee's small, soft hand closed around it, pumping
slowly and she grunted at the feeling of finally cutting lose. The
manhood was already leaking clear drips of pre and DeeDee had to
restrain herself from cumming instantly. Keeping one hand on the stiff
manhood, DeeDee reached up to her neck with her other hand, feeling
around at the base of her skull. With a wide, devilish grin, her fingers
closed around something.
"Brandon, Jeff... I'm sorry. But sometimes..." DeeDee said and her voice
began growing darker. "...you just have to be yourself..."
DeeDee dug her sharp-nailed fingers into her neck and began pulling at
the same time as she continued to pump her meat. Suddenly there was a
sucking noise and the girl's beautiful features started collapsing as
her head was pulled forward. Her eyes vanished into their sockets and
her nose lost its shape as her mouth deformed. As she continued pulling,
DeeDee's modest b-cup bust collapsed into a pair of empty sacks and her
slender torso and arms pulled forward and downward as well. Her wide
hips flattened and the slit surrounding the male member at her groin
slipped down the shaft so that she had to let go of it temporarily.
"Sorry DeeDee," said a male voice. "But this is me time!"
With a deep sucking noise, DeeDee's beautiful form pulled off of a quite
different body and collapsed onto the floor in a pile of false, rubbery
skin. Her empty face was nothing but a mask and barely looked lifelike
as it flopped on top of the pile with the large mane of brown hair
behind it. With a loud grunt the male figure who had emerged from the
costume that was DeeDee ejaculated, spraying the empty skin of the cute
brunette with copious amounts of thick, ropy seed. He made sure to get
some onto her clothes as well, soiling the outfit that DeeDee had been
adamant to keep clean all evening. He moaned in pleasure as he emptied
himself, getting cum in DeeDee's face and leaving long white streaks on
her meticulously maintained hair.
"Take it all," he moaned as his orgasm subsided. "Feels so good to have
a male orgasm for once!"
The male figure reached down to pick up DeeDee's smart-looking designer
glasses, part of the disguise that convinced Brandon and others that she
was a struggling academic. With a wide grin he used the glasses to wipe
a thick gob of cum from his glans, and then tossed them on top of the
skin pile.
"You can both have me, boys, but neither of you know the real me," he
said with a chuckle and turned to walk into the kitchen. Firing up the
laptop, he grabbed a sprite from the fridge and sat down wide-legged,
letting a few drips of seed dribble onto the kitchen floor.
"Let's get some writing done," he said to himself.
As evening became night, the only noise heard from DeeDee's apartment
was the clattering of typing as the beautiful girl that everyone thought
lived in the apartment lay in the living room in a messy heap, strings
of cum drying on her skin.
Emely
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