Enjoyed reading this story, so contacted the author and next thing she’s allowed it to be posted, so thats cool! – And I know ANOTHER story next, but sorry, just the way it rolls, more art and caps soon!
Drawn some some art designs of what Shannon body could look (or what will be it) like just as a little fun extra – so enjoy that while I’m here, otherwise all written credit goes to Kimmy.
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Hey guys, it’s been a while! I felt like trying something new and writing a story just for RBB about something I’ve fantasized about (hehe >.>). Let me know what you think, if you like where it’s going, etc. I plan to get much more dirty in subsequent chapters. Hopefully I don’t get distracted and keep working on it :P
Chapter One
The doctor felt the weight of each of Shannon’s small, a-cup breasts as she sat topless in the examination room.
“I think you’re a great candidate for breast enlargement. Even though you have a small frame, there’s more than enough room to work with for the size you’re thinking of.”
“I want them to look natural… just, you know, a bit bigger,” Shannon blushed as she replied to the doctor.
“That’s exactly what I specialize in,” Dr. Peters said, letting go of her breasts and taking off his latex gloves. He handed Shannon a book and said, “take a look at these photos of my past patients. They’ve all been very happy with their results.”
Shannon flipped through the pages of topless photos, each showing a before and after picture, with the after pictures showing slightly bigger, natural looking breasts. Even though nearly all the girls looked taller and heavier than her 4’8″, 80 lb. figure, she felt reassured that Dr. Peters knew what he was doing.
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Three weeks later, Shannon was laying on an operating table. Dr. Peters slid a needle into her arm and told her count backwards from 100 as the anesthetic put her out. As she counted, her vision started getting fuzzy. She watched the doctor look down a checklist and suddenly look up surprised, dropping the clipboard while saying, “what are you doing in here? This is a closed off, clean environment! You can’t be in here!” Shannon was too out of it to know what was going on as the doctor put his hands up and backed away from her. The last thing she would remember before blacking out was the sound of a gunshot followed by the feeling of someone groping her small breasts.
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Shannon blinked a few times as she regained conciousness. Her head was swimming and she couldn’t focus her eyes on anything as she tried to look around. She felt like something was moving around in her stomach, and she was having trouble breathing with what felt like a huge weight on her chest. She felt something slimey partway down her throat and coughed to get it out, tasting something salty and kind of sticky.
Something blurry beneath her looked up when she coughed and stood up, walking out from his position between what looked like her spread open legs. Shannon was able to start focusing her vision as she watched this person’s hands fiddle with a tube sticking out of her arm. Around the tube were dozens of red needle marks from other injections. A strange man she didn’t recognize rested his hand on her forehead, saying, “it’s too soon for you to wake up. Go back to sleep.” He walked back between her legs as she started passing out again. She couldn’t tell, but it looked like he was half-naked and stroking his cock before he bent down in front of her again.
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Again Shannon woke up. Her body was numb, but she didn’t feel as out of it this time. She was reclining on a bed, but as she looked around, she was no longer in the hospital. It looked like someone’s bedroom—someone with a lot of money based on the high-end furniture and ornate fabric of the curtains. Between the parted curtains she could see that it was snowing quite heavily outside, which was odd, because her surgery was in the middle of June.
