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Here Comes the Bride
🕑 Added 2023-07-25 00:38:31 +0000 UTCEvelyn gazed nervously at her reflection as she smoothed her hands over the satiny fabric of her wedding dress. In just a few minutes, she would be walking down the aisle to marry Andrew, the man of her dreams. Yet despite her excitement, Evelyn couldn't ignore the anxiety churning in the pit of her stomach.
It wasn't pre-wedding jitters - no, her nerves stemmed from the surprise that awaited Andrew when she made her way towards him at the altar. He had no idea about the extra "something new" she had gifted herself in preparation for their big day.
"It's going to blow his mind," Evelyn muttered to herself, summoning her courage as she turned to examine her profile. As expected, her wedding dress strained to contain the massive new additions protruding from her chest.
Just three months ago, Evelyn had been happily filling out her size 34B bra. She was petite and slender, with delicate curves to match. But Andrew was a self-professed "breast man" who made no secret of his preference for larger, enhanced women.
At first, his comments had made Evelyn self-conscious about her small bust in comparison to the porn stars and bikini models Andrew idolized. She found herself wishing she could surgically transform into the kind of exaggerated, top-heavy woman who seemed to turn men's heads. Still, surgery felt extreme - she wanted to please Andrew, but didn't know if she could handle such large implants on her modest frame.
That changed after the couple attended an adult film convention for Andrew's work. Surrounded by porn starlets flaunting overinflated beach balls on their chests, Evelyn saw how Andrew stared with unconcealed envy. For the first time, she began to seriously consider surgery as a wedding gift for her fiance.
Andrew's favorite adult film star, Selena Sinclair, also happened to be a booth at the convention. Sinlclair was renowned for her perfectly round 5000cc implants, which resembled overfilled basketballs bursting from her petite body. Watching Andrew fawn over the porn star and her outrageous curves gave Evelyn a surge of clarity: it was time to go under the knife.
Just as she began to plan out her surgery, another surprise changed up their lives. Andrew was called away on a lucrative but year long overseas project. Their commitment to each other would certainly survive the long distance, and it also afforded Evelyn a chance to execute her plan in secret.
After careful research, Evelyn scheduled a consultation with Dr. Morris, a renowned plastic surgeon known for catering to clients with...unique tastes. At her appointment, Evelyn shyly confessed her plan to surprise Andrew with breast implants on their wedding day.
"Most brides opt for lingerie or honeymoon surprises, not surgery," Dr. Morris said with a chuckle. But he seemed intrigued rather than judgmental. "Did you have a size in mind?"
Evelyn bit her lip, then took a deep breath and responded, "I want to match Selena Sinclair." Dr. Morris' eyes widened slightly at the mention of the famous porn star, but he simply nodded and began taking measurements for 5000cc expanders.
On the day of her surgery, Evelyn's heart pounded as she was prepped for the operation. She knew Andrew would be shocked by her decision, but she hoped he would ultimately love her new, exaggerated figure. As she drifted off under the anesthesia, Evelyn dreamed of the expression on her fiance's face when she revealed her surprise.
The recovery period after the surgery was painful, but Evelyn was diligent about following Dr. Morris' instructions. She limited her activity and wore compression garments nearly 24/7 to minimize swelling. To her dismay, the expanders resembled saggy, deflated balloons at first before saline fills gradually increased her chest size. But she trusted the process.
Six weeks after her surgery, it was time for the first fill. Evelyn gripped the exam table nervously as Dr. Morris slowly injected saline through the ports behind her breasts. She gasped as she began to feel a strange sense of tightness and fullness. After 500cc, her implants started to take shape - becoming rounded half-spheres bulging from her petite frame.
"We'll take it slow to let your skin adjust," Dr. Morris said. "But I think 6000cc total will get you to your goal size." Evelyn nodded, her nerves rising as she anticipated the dozens more fills needed to reach that number. But her desire to impress Andrew spurred her on.
Over the next ten months, Evelyn returned every two weeks for additional fills. With each round, she marveled at how heavy and swollen her breasts felt, jutting absurdly from her slim body. On their Zoom calls and Facetime's she would wear compressor bras and baggy sweatshirts to hide her transformation. And although Andrew was getting frustrated with their lack of e-intimacy, she kept him entertained with teasing pictures of other parts of her body.
By the week before her wedding, Evelyn's nerves were a wreck. Seated on the exam table in Dr. Morris' office, she took a shaky breath as the doctor topped her off with the final 1000cc fill needed to hit 6000cc.
"Take a look - I think you've achieved your goal," Dr. Morris said, handing Evelyn a mirror. She tentatively raised the mirror, then gasped. Staring back at her were two soccer ball-sized orbs, perfectly round and improbably perky given their massive size. Evelyn turned to inspect her side profile - with the huge implants, she now looked almost caricatured, with an exaggeratedly small waist and hips in comparison to her new triple-Z bust. It was everything she had hoped for.
Thankfully for her plan, Andrew had eventually been won over by her idea to stay apart until the wedding day -- despite how badly they missed each other. "It will make it all the more romantic!" she had argued.
Later that night, Evelyn modelled her wedding dress for her bridesmaids, all of whom gasped when they caught sight of her new proportions. The bodice was barely able to contain her massive 8000cc chest - in fact, just breathing normally threatened to pop the seams of the gown.
"Girl, Andrew is going to lose his mind when he sees those things coming down the aisle!" her maid of honor exclaimed. Evelyn smiled nervously, smoothing her hands over the taut skin of her implants. This was the moment she had been waiting for.
As she walked down the aisle, Evelyn saw Andrew's eyes widen almost comically as he took in the sight of her improbably huge new chest. She watched, heart pounding, as his shocked expression shifted into a huge grin. By the time she reached the altar, Andrew was practically drooling.
Leaning in close as the minister began the ceremony, he whispered reverently, "Best wedding gift ever." Evelyn smiled back at him, the anxiety leaving her body. She had succeeded - Andrew was blown away, and her transformation felt worth every moment of pain and effort. This was only the beginning of her new, enhanced life with the man she loved.
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Ikitsumatatsu
Allegedly there is a culture for melons (the actual fruit) that are so perfect that they are sometimes presented as a gift with a cloth wrapping (presumably to protect them). Imagine getting two 8K melons on your wedding night, and the bill for the seamstress' work the week after your honey(dew)moon... Totally worth it.
