How to Succeed in Business,  Part 3
by Headhunter

Events moved quickly for Jill over the next few days.   She called the Women's Plastic Surgery Center, 
and found that she could have the breast enhancement surgery immediately.  It could be done as an 
outpatient, but she would need someone to drive her.  The cost was reasonable at $3,800.  $1900 a tit.   
She didn't talk with Jay about it, and outwardly acted like the wife and  mother she had always been.  
Inside the "Jilly"  part of her personality was in a perpetual state of excitement.  

Mr. Anderson called her one morning at home and asked if she was going to become his "special lap 
dancer?"   Jill said that she was, and told him how much money she needed.  He readily agreed and said 
that it would be the  "best investment"  he ever made.  Jill wondered about his use of the word 
"investment", but dismissed it as a normal businessman's expression when spending money.  She called 
Bambi immediately after getting off of the phone with Mr. Anderson.    A groggy and sleepy Bambi said 
that she had worked the late shift the night before and  "hadn't gotten the last greasy hand off of her ass 
until 4:00am."    She told Jill to let her know when she was coming to the city and she would arrange her 
dancing schedule so they could "spend some time together and so that she could take her to the surgery."    
Jill thanked her.  She didn't really want Jay there,  because she knew that he would try to talk her out of it. 

Jill called the Surgery Center and was told that there was an opening on Friday.  Normally they required 
that the Doctor have two sessions with the patient before the surgery. But if Jill didn't have any abnormal 
health concerns and her skin and muscle tone was good, they could do it immediately, if she brought cash.   
The last statement bothered her, but she guessed it would be hard to repossess someone's boobs if their 
check bounced.  The nurse on the phone got some specific information about Jill's body and what size and 
shape she wanted her new breasts to be.   Jill thought long and hard, and in the end she decided that a 
modest increase to a full C-cup would be best.  After all she wasn't going to become a real stripper.  She 
was a wife and mother.  She didn't want members of the small town community to be aware of the 
surgery.  With the right conservative clothes no one would be able to tell.  But if she had huge tits like 
Bambi, it would be impossible to hide them.  

With the plans for the surgery finished, Jill put on Bambi's old sequined g-string, turned up the tape 
player and practiced her lap dance routine in front of her full length bedroom mirror until it was time to 
pick up Shannon.  "Jilly" really enjoyed this time to herself, working and polishing her dancing skills.   A 
side benefit was that the dancing was good exercise and Jill could feel her leg and butt muscles toning and 
firming up. That night Jill told Jay that she was going into the city on Friday.  She was about to tell him 
that she was going ahead with the surgery, but backed out at the last minute.  She knew that she would 
feel bad and be bruised while she recovered over the weekend,  maybe longer.  But she though she could 
claim being sick and stay in bed under the covers over the weekend.   That way Jay wouldn't notice 
anything until she felt better and was ready to deal with him.   Lying to Jay, something she never would 
have done before, was becoming easier and easier, particularly for "Jilly's" personality. 

When Friday arrived Jill could barely contain herself.  Jay even remarked about how bubbly she seemed.  
As soon as Jay was out the door, Jill took Shannon to a classmates home.   She arranged for the mother of 
Shannon's classmate to take kids to school and pick them up.  Jill asked if Shannon could stay until 
dinner with her friend.  She also asked if the mother could bring her home at 6:00pm when Jay would be 
back from work.  When asked why, Jill lied that she was seeing her gynecologist for "things" and the 
other mother nodded that she understood.

Jill picked up Bambi in the city.  First Jill went to a bank and cashed the check that Mr. Anderson had 
sent her.  She was surprised that it was for $500 more than she asked.   With Jill followed her new friends 
direction to the Center.  They drove to a surprisingly seedy part of town.  The Surgery Center was in an 
old converted house. A peeling painted wooden sign outside said "Women's Plastic Surgery Center."  The 
sign next to it said,  " Dr. Cook's Independent Drug Treatment Center." 

Jill was concerned, but when they entered the office, but everyone greeted Bambi, like a long lost friend.   
This put Jill  at ease.  The Center, while not modern,  was clean but cramped.   Jill filled out some forms, 
gave the receptionist the money and then was taken to a small room in the back.  The room   had a  
stainless steel operating table in the middle, and a high intensity surgical lamp hanging from the ceiling.  
She had asked Bambi to come with her to the room because she was nervous.  Bambi gave her a sisterly 
hug and said, "you have nothing to worry about I'll be right here with you."  Jill was reassured by her 
friend and was glad that she had asked Bambi to come with her.   Jill was asked to disrobe and a hard 
looking 50ish nurse examined her breasts and took some Polaroid pictures of  her small boobs.    Finally 
the nurse gave Jill a pill and a small glass of water.  She explained that this would relax her, and asked if 
she wanted a local or general anesthetic for the procedure.  Bambi quickly answered that Jill would want 
the general anesthetic.   Bambi and Jill  looked at the pictures that hung on the wall.  Most were of 
beautiful women with the same kind of huge tits that Jill had seen in the Gentlemen's Club.  There were a 
few pictures of cute noses and firm buttocks mixed in.   

Jill began to feel woozy,  so Bambi helped her onto the table.  Soon she was half asleep and only partially 
aware of the nurse returning with a man she assumed was the doctor.  He was an old ugly man, and when 
he bent down to Jill and said,  "there, there my pretty, we will take good care of you", Jill could smell his 
foul breath.  Her eyes searched for Bambi, and was reassured when she saw her sitting on a stool in the 
corner smiling.   Jill felt a pin prick on her arm and was soon unconscious.

The Doctor was quick and efficient.  He uncovered a tray of instruments made the preliminary scalpel cuts 
while the nurse retrieved a box of implant from under the table.   "Nice firm round C-cup, right Bambi!" 
the Doctor stated.   "No Doc,   Mr. Anderson wants  her to get the full treatment,"  replied Bambi with a 
smile.   "In fact, if you get the electrolysis equipment, I'll  work on her pussy hair until your ready to do 
your thing at this end."   The Doctor said,  "her breasts are pretty small,  I  won't be able to get her too 
big,  there is not enough skin.  I'll go as big as I can without tearing.  She can always come back in a few 
months after the skin stretches and grows.  Then she'll be able to go up a few more cup sizes."  Bambi 
laughed, "In a few months this pretty lady will be doing anything Mr. Anderson wants." 

Over the next hour The Doctor, nurse and Bambi worked on Jill's  unconscious body.   Bambi used the 
electrolysis machine to individually kill each pubic hair that was beginning to sprout again on Jill's pussy 
and ass.  While not permanent, Jill would have a bald cunt for the next 4 to 6 months.  And after that the 
black pubic hair would always be a little sparse.   The Doctor was able to implant an average D-cup.  He 
choose perfectly round spheres and made sure that they rode high, just the way Mr. Anderson liked them.  
The nurse injected Jill's lips with collagen making them extremely full, pouty and sensuous.  Lastly, the 
Doctor undertook the most delicate part of the  procedure on the unsuspecting Jill.  He pushed Bambi 
away from Jill's crotch,  and using his most delicate scalpel, gently removed a small amount of skin from 
the top of Jill's slit.  This uncovered her clit.  Bambi was pleased to notice that hidden away had been a 
nice big clitoris, that was now fully exposed and would be easy to stimulate.  Jill's clit was the size of the 
tip of her pinkie finger and really looked like a "little man in a boat" as Bambi and the Doctor inspected 
his handy work.    They had been working just over an hour and Jill was beginning to awaken from the 
anesthetic.  The Doctor gave Bambi some pills and said,  "she will be sore for about a week.  I have been 
very careful with the stitchesand used the self absorbing type.   They won't be noticed after  a couple of 
weeks, but make sure she doesn't get infected.  Its still before lunch, get her out of here before my drug 
clients get here.  Stitches or not, those guys would fuck the hell out of this beauty if they saw her."  They 
wrapped Jill in a robe and half carried the woman to her car.  Bambi bundled up her clothes and drove her 
back to her apartment.   Jill was waking so Bambi was able to walk her from the car and gently lower her 
into Bambi's bed.  Once Jill's head hit the pillow she fell into a deep sleep.   The rest of the morning and 
early afternoon, Jill was groggy.  Bambi gave her a couple pills to keep her semi-conscious.  At mid-
afternoon, Bambi bundled a still woozy Jill into her car and drove her to the small town.  She parked Jill's 
car in the driveway and helped the transformed mother into her house.  After she had gotten Jill into her 
own bed, Bambi sat down in the William's homey living room to wait for Jay to get home from work.

Jay was surprised when he got home to find a very attractive blonde woman sitting on his couch.   He 
asked where Jill and Shannon were.  Bambi told him not to worry Shannon was with a friend and Jill was 
in bed.  Bambi went on to tell Jay that Jill had had the breast augmentation surgery and she was a friend 
who had helped her.  Then she did a bump and grind with her pelvis and laughed as Jay finally 
recognized her from the "Gentlemen's Club" .   "Mr. Anderson asked me to take care of Jill and make 
sure she was OK", said Bambi.  Jay sat in stunned silence as Jill went on to explain Jill and Mr. 
Anderson's secret arrangement to increase the companies business.    Jay felt angry and betrayed, both by 
Mr. Anderson and his wife.   As Bambi left the house she said, " hey, you got a wife that is willing to do 
anything to help her husband succeed.  You ought to be appreciative."   Jay noticed that Bambi was picked 
up by Bill McCurry.  "This has all been a set up and Jill and I fell right into it", Jay thought to himself.  
The husband and father didn't have much time to ponder, because he immediately had to put on a "happy 
face" as his daughter was dropped off.    Jay fixed dinner for Shannon, explaining that "Mommy" didn't 
feel well.  After doing the dishes and finally getting Shannon to bed, Jay went to his room to get a good 
look at his wife.  He had checked her quickly earlier, but in the darkened room hadn't seen much. 

Jay gently pulled the sheet from Jill body and was astounded at the sight.  Despite the brownish color of 
the antiseptic that had been swabbed on Jill's torso,  her breasts looked huge to Jay.   They stood straight 
up defying gravity.   Jill moaned and moved slightly in the bed.  The sheet fell further away and Jay 
noticed that Jill's crotch was also the telltale reddish/brown.   Jay didn't understand why, but he did  
notice her completely bald pussy.   Despite himself, Jay could feel a stiffening in his trousers, it was as if 
he weren't looking at his wife, but at a stranger. 

Jill recovered form her surgery quickly, and while she was pissed off at Bambi and the Doctor at first for 
making her breasts so large and for injecting her lips she soon forgave them.  She wasn't sure exactly 
what had happened between her legs, but she accepted Bambi's explanation when she called a few days 
later that it was a simple electrolysis.  Bambi never mentioned the female circumcision, and the cut was so 
minute that Jill hadn't noticed.  Of course, Jill had been feeling bruised and sore.  Therefore, sex was  the 
last thing on her mind.

As she began feeling better the next week, she put on Bambi's  g-string and began practicing her lap 
dancing.  It took Jill a few practice sessions to get her rhythm, because with her D-cups, her center of 
gravity had changed.   Jill quickly got used to her new tits and with the purchase of several new bras, she 
was able to get back to her old routine quickly.  At first she wore clothes that tended to his her 
magnificent breasts.  But she soon began wearing tighter clothes that accentuated  her new bust line.  All 
of her clothes were tight.  Her sex life with Jay also seemed to improve.  In the past Jay had been a gentle 
and non-aggressive lover.  Now he was a wild man and love-making had become pure fucking.  For some 
reason Jill found herself feeling much more stimulated and her orgasms with Jay were more intense.  They 
also seemed to come much more quickly.   On several occasions she had multiple orgasms.  Something 
that had never happened to her in the past.   Her sensitive nipples were even more sensitive, because they 
were constantly drawn taut across her enlarged globes.   When her nipples were rubbed they sent an 
electric shock throughout her body.    Often during the day Jill would stand in front of her bathroom 
mirror gently stroking her new tits.    Then, as her pussy became dripping, she would finger herself to 
intense orgasms.   Between her masturbation and Jay's renewed interest in screwing his wife, Jill was 
getting-off several times a day.  Her waking thoughts turned more and more to sex.   Her dreams became 
even more explicit.

At work Jay was meeting the last order of Mr. Anderson and trying to get more clients.  He was not 
getting any help from Bill McCurry.  Since getting a lap dance form Jay's wife, it was impossible for Jay 
to make Bill  "tow the line."   He wasn't bringing in any new business and wasn't showing Jay any 
respect.  In fact Bill walked around the office like he owned the place.  Even the office secretary, sweet 
Mrs. Crosby had noticed.      The big shock came the day Jill finally got back to the office to update the 
books.  Mrs. Crosby dropped her coffee mug when Jill entered the office. Even though she hadn't dressed 
provocatively, the change in Jill was obvious.  Not just the large high breasts and full sensuous lips, but in 
the way Jill moved around  the office.  Bill McCurry could not help but make some crude comments when 
he saw her, so Jay quickly hustled Jill into his office to do the bookkeeping.   Keeping her away from Bill 
and the warehouse men, who sometimes had to get paperwork from Mrs. Crosby.  

It was soon time for Mr. Anderson's monthly visit and Bill had decided that he would get as much 
business from the fat dirty old man as he could.  He knew that it would mean six more of the monthly lap 
dances by his wife, but he was beginning to get the feeling that Jill was looking forward to it.  Also, Jay 
wanted the extra money to hire a maid.  Jill usually  an impeccable housekeeper had been letting the 
house go.  Vacuuming had  not been done in weeks and dirty laundry was piling up.   Jay had to remind 
Jill to do laundry so that Shannon would have something clean to wear to school, this was not like Jill at 
all who was such a devoted mother.   It seemed to Jay that Jill was always daydreaming.   Also, Jay had 
been taking Shannon to school in the morning while Jill either slept in, or spend hours in the bathroom 
doing God knows what.           

The night of the dance was like all the others.   Jay and "Jilly" arrived at the motel.  Jay was upset to see 
Mr. Anderson's good friend Bill McCurry in the room, but Jill's eyes actually widened when she saw the 
two older men.  Before the dance Mr. Anderson took out a 6 month contract with a large increase in 
monthly orders for Jay.  "If she looks as good out of that coat as she does in it, then this contact is yours.  
Just give me a good dance Jilly", stated Mr. Anderson.  This time Anderson was wearing a silk dressing 
gown, and as Jay made the usual drinks for the men and Jill, Mack Anderson discarded his robe and sat in 
the chair wearing only white boxer shorts, black socks and black wingtip shoes.   His obscene belly was 
covered with a mat of thick brown hair, and his arms were skinny and pale.  Jay blanched when he saw 
what Jill was going to have to lapdance on, and he thought to himself, "no wonder the man has to pay or 
bribe women to dance for him."

Bill and Jay sat on the bed and "Jilly" turned on her tapeplayer.  A strong bass beat reverberated through 
the room.   When the moment of truth came and "Jilly" dropped her coat, the three men let out a 
collective gasp.   Her black hair framed  "runway stripper makeup" that Bambi had shown her.  The effect 
along with her ballooned lips made her look like a housewife who was a part time whore.  A mix of 
innocence and sluttyness.  But her body was what amazed the men.  Her breasts sat high on her chest the 
round globes were perfect.  They were tipped by pink red nipples that were already hard. It looked to Jay 
like Jill had rubbed some color on her nipples to make them more prominent.  Her stomach was flat and 
she wore Bambi's old sequined G-string. Her ass was tight from all the practicing she had been doing.  
Her skin was white and flawless.    Bill looked  across the bed at Jay and said, "Man, I don't believe you 
get to sleep with that every night."  Jay smiled.   Unlike the other nights when Jill danced, he didn't look 
at the floor.   He was mesmerized by the sway and bounce of "Jilly's"  tits as she started her routine.         
Mr. Anderson turned to Bill and said "Money well spent Bill, money well spent."

As Jilly began to grind her ass into Mr. Anderson's hairy stomach, It became evident that his growing 
erection was going to pop out of the fly of his boxer shorts.  When "Jilly" pressed his fat face between her 
succulent boobs, his head was lost in her expended tit flesh,   and a short dark cock popped completely 
free of Mack's  shorts.    She continued dancing and Mack and Bill began chanting "take it off".  Jill, 
completely into her exhibitionism, stood in front of Mr. Anderson and wiggled out of the borrowed G-
string.  Again, the men gasped at the bald pussy.  "Jilly" was obviously turned on and moisture could be 
seen forming between her labia.  Jilly danced around the room and at one point  leaned over backwards, 
legs spread, tits pointing at the ceiling.  As she shook her shoulders her breasts danced through the air as 
if they had a life of their own.   Finally she jumped back into Mr. Anderson's lap almost impaling herself 
on his erect cock.  Fortunately, his cock was short and his belly large so the head of his thick penis was 
only able to rub on the outside of Jill's pink wet slit.  But when the head of the dripping penis touched 
Jill's exposed clit, her whole body stiffened and she trembled with an orgasm.  Jay had seen enough.  He 
jumped up and pulled his wife from Mr. Anderson's lap.  As he wrapped his wife in her coat he noticed 
Anderson furiously  stroking his cock with his fat hand.  The stubby cock was glistening with the 
combined wetness of his pre-come and Jill's cunt juice.  Jay said, "have Bill bring the contract tomorrow.  
And it better be a good one.  Jill lived up to her part of the bargain."    Jay pulled Jill from the room.  As 
she looked over her shoulder into the room, she saw Anderson's purple cock shooting an arc of sperm 
high in the air before landing on the carpet between his obese thighs.  Mack called out, "That's for you 
'Jilly'", as the door swung shut. 

Jay was even more aggressive than usual in bed that night.   He tried to pound Jill's body through the 
mattress with his thrusts. But  Jill was insatiable.  When Jay couldn't get it up a third time, even with 
those fat soft lips wrapped around his cock,  Jill retreated to the bathroom for some self made pleasure and 
relief.   

The next  morning Jay took Shannon to school and went to the office excited about the contract that would 
be waiting for him.  When he arrived Bill wasn't in the office. And he sat at his desk waiting impatiently 
for Bill and Anderson's contract.   At the same time Bill McCurry was leaning on the doorbell at the 
William's home.  Finally Jill was wakened from a deep sleep that included dreams of spurting penises.  
She went to the door in her housecoat, only to find a leering Bill, standing with a contact in his greasy 
hand.   "Jilly, I'm here with Mack's contract.  He said I could get the lap dance I missed last night before I 
gave it to Jay.   It's a good contract Jilly, so why don't you give me my dance, then I'll take it to your 
husband."    Jill didn't think twice,  she was helping her husband ensure the family future, besides the 
warmth spreading between her thighs told her she would enjoy dancing for Bill.   She dropped her house 
coat and stood gloriously nude before Bill's devouring eyes. He quickly grabbed a chair from the dining 
room and without bothering with music Jill jumped into his lap and began grinding her hips.   Jilly used 
every move that she had practiced in front of the mirror.  At some point, while she danced behind Bill, he 
unzipped his pants and pulled out a long thin penis.  Jill totally absorbed, throwing her head and tits 
around in time to music that only she heard in her head, sat back down  in Bill's lap facing him and was 
rewarded with about half of his cock slipping into her soaked pussy.   Bill immediately grabbed her hips 
and held her down on his hard shaft.  At first Jill didn't move, frozen in fear.   "My god", she thought,  
"his cock is inside me. Nobody but my husband has ever had their cock in me."  But soon she realized that 
the feeling wasn't unpleasant.  Without thinking Jill settled down a little further and another inch of 
strange cock slipped into her vagina.    Involuntarily her hips imperceptibly tilted back and forth.  With 
each small movement she settled further and further down.  When her exposed clit rubbed against his 
skin, her hips jumped and Jilly never looked back.  Her hips became a piston stroking up and down on the 
shaft that was making her an adulterer.   Bill, excited by fucking the most beautiful woman he had ever 
been with, lasted only a few moments before shooting his searing hot jism deep into Jilly.  As his penis 
shrunk, Jill cried out in frustration and fell back onto the floor.  With her legs spread widely she thrust 
several fingers of one hand into her slimy box while the fingers of her other strummed her engorged clit.  
Soon, uncaring that Bill was standing over her with  his eyes wide with disbelief, she had a crashing 
orgasm.   As Bill zipped up his pants and left the house he looked back at Jilly rubbing their combined 
juices into her giggling tits.   "What a slut,"  Bill thought to himself as he drove to the office to give Jay 
the contract.           
 
