“Pretend Fiancée” (Bimbofication, Corruption, Mind Control, Breast Expansion)

 

My fiancée, Lacey, was so sweet and thoughtful. She was the love of my life. I couldn’t wait to marry her. But then she became a spoiled, high-class escort.

It all started six months ago. We were in the grocery store when a man in black approached us. “You look like such a happy couple.” he said. “Let’s see how long that lasts.”

He had a mischievous smile on his face. “Lacey, you want to be a bimbo. It’s your biggest fantasy to be a rich blonde with big tits.” he commanded.

Lacey became weak in the knees, falling into my arms. The man in black had disappeared. Everything seemed fine when I brought her back to our car. I gave her a bottle of water and we were on our way back home. Our lives were so busy that we eventually forgot all about it.

But then, she started to change. She spent so much time doing her makeup whenever she went out of the house. She had thick false eyelashes, dark glittery eye shadow, and pouty lips covered in a dark red lipstick. It looked so fucking sexy. Her long fingernails were always painted, feminine, and glossy. She bleached her long, luxurious hair blonde. I caught her researching plastic surgeons. She wanted to get large breast implants!

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Then she disappeared. When I finally found her, she was walking downtown into a sexy little outfit. Her boobs were huge. They dominated her petite frame. She obviously went through with the breast augmentation surgery. She looked like a bimbo.

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“Ugghn, do I know you?” she asked me in an annoyed tone when she caught me staring at her. I tried to convince her that she was my fiancée… that we loved each other! She barely paid attention to me. She was texting with someone on her phone the entire time.

She seemed liked such a spoiled bitch now. So I offered her money. That’s when her attitude changed. It was like she was an entirely different person then. She saw me as a source of income and became really nice and flirty. I paid her several hundred dollars just so I could talk with her more for a couple hours.

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I tried to convince her about the truth. She wasn’t like this. She was a sweet, thoughtful, genuine person. She was my fiancée! But it didn’t work. She grabbed my dick through my pants, made a tsking noise, and looked disappointed.

“Oh my god, you’re less than nine inches?” she told me while rolling her eyes. “Sorry, I need to be fucked by an impressive, thick, veiny cock. There’s no way I’d marry a boy like you, let alone fuck you.”

It hurt so much that I didn’t meet her high standards. She told me that isn’t a goody two-shoes named Lacey. She’s convinced her name is Candy. She thinks smoking is sexy and only dates successful, good looking men with huge dicks who can fund her luxurious lifestyle.

But I coudn’t let her go

We made an arrangement. I paid her hundreds of dollars every couple of weekends so I can see her for just a couple of hours. During that time, she’ll pretend to be a sweet, thoughtful, intelligent girl named Lacey. She’ll change out of her expensive, designer clothing and wear Lacey’s clothes. 

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It hurts so much, knowing that it’s all pretend. But it also feels so wonderful to have Lacey back, even if I have to pay for it.

After our time together is over, she goes back to being a spoiled bitch. She gets dressed into her own clothes. I pay her cash. She loves cash. Her large silicone-enhanced breasts press into me as she hugs me goodbye. I know what she’s doing. She’s fucking with my head again, confusing me.

I know she’s a high class escort yet she still feels like she’s my sweet, thoughtful fiancée during those short moments. I know that she’ll be fucking rich, well-endowed men until I see her again in a couple of weeks. I know that I’m just another customer for her; she’s using me for my money.

She knows she can charge me more than her other gentleman and not even fuck me. All she has to do is pretend she’s my sweet little fiancée for a couple of hours every couple of weeks.

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“Until next time, bitch.” she says as she blows me a goodbye kiss. What a fucking tease!

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