Just a Joke

Amy had just got the platinum blonde wig as a joke, something to wear at chess club and act like a brain dead bimbo while she wiped the floor with the chess guys.

But when she tried it on at home she actually liked the way it looked, not knowing the wig was choking out her own brunette lockes and replacing them.

She thought if she was going to play the part she should commit and put on some makeup. After she had done so she marveled at how good she looked.

“Don’t I look good enough to fuck.” She said uncharacteristically swearing.

“Mmmm well not quite in these rags.” She said removing the overalls she had been wearing and gazed lovingly at her subtly transformed body.

“After all a body like this should be put on display.” She said giggling pulling out some clothes she hadn’t be able to fit into since she was 15. They still didn’t but now they clung to her and showed off all her curves. She looked approvingly in the mirror.

“Oh this is gram worthy.” She said taking out her phone and snapping a sexy pic of herself and posted it to Instagram. A wicked idea floated into her head and she bit her lip sexily as she scrolled to the hot jock Brad’s account and sent him a DM. It read:

“Hey Stud, like what you see? If you come over in the next hour I’ll let you see more. Aimee xxx”

Brad only took 15 minutes to come over and even less to cum but Aimee the blonde was just getting started.