Maybe it was wrong of me to buy my girlfriend lingerie for Valentine’s Day, but I just wanted

Maybe it was wrong of me to buy my girlfriend lingerie for Valentine’s Day, but I just wanted to try and encourage her to be a little more adventurous in the bedroom. Besides, if there was any day to try it, this was the day, right?

I got her this sexy little red one-piece and wrapped it up in a cute box. We went out to a nice dinner and, afterwards, went back to my place. Admittedly, my present wasn’t as well received as I hoped it would be. She said that only sluts would wear something like this. After pleading my case for a bit, however, Samantha finally agreed to try it on for me. 

A few minutes later, she came out of the bathroom and what I saw made my jaw hit the floor. My typically prudish girlfriend looked like something out of my wildest fantasies. Samantha’s thin, athletic body had taken on a stunning hourglass shape. Her ass had swelled into a perfectly round bubble butt that begged to be spanked. Her once small breasts had ballooned out; becoming big, bouncy tits. She was wearing sexy “fuck me” heels and, for the first time in our relationship, she actually had a noticeable amount of make-up on. 

I couldn’t believe my eyes as she strutted toward me; her smoldering bedroom eyes filled with lust. She kissed me, biting my lip softly, before she turned and led me to the bed.

“Ready to use me like the naughty little whore I am?” she purred.