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Subject: Barbi New Story Part 1  Slut, Fetish
Date: 07 Feb 1997 12:34:00 EDT
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Hi, well even though I started off leaving school with fucking
good exam results and had my life all planned out as a good
wholesome member of the community, I always knew I was a slut in
the back of my mind. I was brought up to be very girlie and was
always encouraged to dress up and flirt with boys, both my mother
and father loved to see me act up and tease the little boys. As I
got older I rebelled against this and by the time I was leaving
school to go to collage I was quite a tom boy and heavily into
feminism. Luckily this is when I met Rob and fell in love. He was
very straight with me and told me what he liked, slutty cheap and
artificial looking bimbo's and disliked, smart mouthed feminist
dykes and if I wanted to be with him I would have to change. This
caused some big arguments but Rob was not going to move so I had
to. My first efforts were to get some blonde highlights in my
natural dark blonde hair and started to wear tighter jeans and
small heels. Rob was very positive about this and encouraged me
to go further. Next came makeup, something I had always used but
very sparingly, now I started to be a bit bolder using red
lipstick, black mascara, eye shadow and blusher. Even my parents
said how nice I looked. For my birthday Rob got me a makeover at
a saloon, I appeared after what seemed like hours to be met by
Rob's smiling face. My hair was light blonde all over, my face
was a mass of bright colours, my nails pointed and bright red. He
then took my out to get a new dress to go out with that evening
for my birthday dinner. We ended up in Morgan a shop that sells
club fashion lots of micro dresses, halters, short shorts. I
nearly died of embarrassment as Rob selected things for me to
try, a black lycra micro dress with halter top seemed to be his
favourite even though it was a size to small for me. So that what
I bought, along with some lacy thong panties and a black wonder
bra. From Morgan we went to a shoe shop, not a normal one but one
that specialised in heels called Ritual. I was sent to get
changed into my new dress and Rob picked out some shoes. I was
horrified to see what he had picked, black 5" spikes with very
pointed toes and silver metal heels, I said I can't wear them but
I was told to put on some stockings and stop being so fucking
stupid. The black hold-up's had seems and were what's called
fully fashioned like old fashioned nylons. No matter how high I
tried to pull them they stayed well below the bottom of my very
short tight dress. Rob slapped my hand away from my stockings and
called me a stupid cunt and handed me my new shoes. I was very
near tears and struggled the shoes on blindly just staring ahead.
Rob lifted me to my feet and held me as I hobbled round the shop
He said to swing my ass and to stop fighting the shoes. The shop
girl who was dressed very much like me showed me how to walk in
the heels. I watched her closely and for the first time saw how
Rob wanted me to be, just like the shop girl with her heavy
makeup, big cheap jewellery, bleached out hair, her ass cheeks
showing below her skirt as she strutted up and down the shop. I
said I needed to go to the toilet and tottered away, I needed to
be alone with a mirror. I looked myself straight in the face and
thought about what Rob wanted me to be like, I imagined I was the
shop girl and pretended to be her as I put on some more lip
gloss, mascara and blusher. I readjusted my stockings so they
were even and the seems straight. Then I walked out as confident
as possible, my walk wasn't perfect but it was much better, my
ass swayed and my tits bounced and Rob and Annie smiled. We took
the shoes and some with 6" heels. The jewellers shop was next,
Rob picked out some big hoop earrings for me as well as rings,
bracelets. I looked a the jewellery he had picked it was all 
really showy and cheap looking. He had picked 3 pairs of hoops, 1
gold, 1 silver and one clear blue plastic. He asked the jeweller
if he did piercing and if it could be done on the spot. The
shopkeepers face lit up as he realised that we wanted all three
pairs of earrings and my ears pierced another three times each, I
had already got one pair of studs in, nice small modest ones. It
was a strange feeling as the big hoops swayed against the side of
my head, but I was slowly getting to like my new image. Every
where we went men stared at me and women shock their heads. We
had a lovely meal with the waiters dribbling all over me as I
enjoyed the attention. And as I strutted across the restaurant
after the meal I managed to really act the part showing off my
ass and tits. We went to Rob's flat and I have to say that we
didn't make love to for the first time. we fucked or should I say
I was fucked.

Well Rob seemed to be happy with my look and we fucked like
rabbits, I had got a job as a trainee manager at a bank in town
after leaving school and before meeting and falling for Rob I had
been doing well. But with the combination of my new taste in
clothes and my general appearance I started to get warnings from
the manager, he said I looked like a tart and if I wanted to be a
manager I'd have to tone things down a bit. I'd thrown out all my
old suites and sensible heels and had got some beautiful very
tight very very short suites, sort of every mans dream secretary
look and had bought lots of pairs of heels from Ritual all of
them very high, in fact I had discovered with Annie's help that I
was unusual because I could wear such high heels and after a
little practice was comfortable to wear them all day so I had
abandoned my 5" heels and now wore nothing but 6" heels, not
ideal for a bank. After my warning on a Friday afternoon I rang
and made an appointment at a saloon I had noticed in town, it was
called Jane's and seemed to specialise in more extreme makeovers.
It was set for Saturday morning and as I spoke to Jane I knew she
would become my best friend, I just knew it. When I arrived at
the saloon I was amazed all the girls working there looked like,
well there is only one word sluts, I thought I was a bit slutty
looking but these girls were the perfect image of Rob's dream
girl. A girl with bright white hair, heavy makeup and a spray on
cat suit headed my way in 6" spiked ankle boots. This was Jane. 
I put my bags down and we discussed what I wanted and she
suggested a few things and said she knew what to do. 
My face was scrubbed and cleaned of all the makeup on it. Then my
eye brows electrolysed away and my lashes were plucked out. All
my finger nails were cut right back Then my legs were treated
with electrolysis after them my crotch. While the electrolysis
was happening my finger and toe nails were polished and sealed
and my hair was washed. I was then moved to the hair section were
I had horrible smelling chemicals poured over my hair and a
plastic cap fitted over my head. then back to the nail girl who
fitted moulds to my finger tips and poured in clear plastic this
took about half an hour and as soon as they were all poured and
setting I was back to the hair department. The cover was removed
to release my now platinum blonde hair, my face must have looked
funny as I shut my eyes and prayed. Celia the stylist came over
and started to back comb and get any knots out, when she was
happy Melanie the makeup girl arrived and started to rub lotions
and foundations into my face, layer after layer. Then my eyes
were made up first long false eyelashes then shadow, mascara,
more shadow, finally I felt a series of pencils and brushes were
my eye brows had been. With my eyes finished she did my cheeks
with brush after brush of rouge. Thicker and thicker, the more
foundation then more rouge. When she was happy my lips were
pencilled round and the gloss added by the spoon full  and sealed
with a high gloss layer. Melanie was finished so Celia arrived
with her dryer and cans of hair spray. She back combed my hair
for what seemed like hours and kept spraying heavy hair spray
over my head. She seemed to be getting further from my head as
she worked on my hair. finally I was swung round to look into the
mirror. I didn't recognise myself. I looked totally different,
totally artificial, totally slutty. My bright white blonde hair
was in a really 'big' style back combed away from my face and it
looked wonderfully tarty and cheap as did the rest of my new
look. My makeup was beautiful, heavy rouge high lighted my
cheeks, my eyes were buried in thick black liner, blue, purple
and white shadow with very long black lashes. My favourite bit
were my new brows that were high and very thin. As I looked I
licked my lips, feeling the heavy gloss with my tongue. I then
checked my legs and quickly looked at my pussy, my legs were
smooth and soft to the touch and my pussy was bald except for a
thin line of platinum blonde hair that came up from the crease of
my lips. I had no time to think about how I looked as the nail
technician started to remove the moulds and then shaped my new
nails. Half an hour later I was the proud owner of blood red 2"
finger nails. I was finally finished 6 hours after I had arrived.
Jane came over and said how beautiful I looked, she said how Rob
would hopefully love how slutty I looked. I had never been told I
was a slut as a compliment before, it felt good. I said I had
brought some new clothes to change into to finish my new image.
Jane called me a cheap cunt as I appeared from the changing room.
I had on my new red lycra lace dress with a deep low cut front
and only just covered my ass, but the best bit was that it was at
least 50% see through and very very tight. Under this I had a
quarter cup black lace shelf bra and that's all, no panties. On
my legs were red seemed hold ups and on my feet white Heels with
nice shiny metal 6" spikes. I looked in the mirror and saw Rob's
dream girl, me looking like a total whore. I spent an hour
chatting to Jane and this is when I had my first cigarette, she
brought out some coffee and sat down a started to light up and
naturally offered me one. I hesitated then she said that if it
was my first now was the time to try it and how it would do
wonders for your figure. I held the cigarette and slowly inhaled
as Jane lit it. When I finally left I was enjoying my forth. next
stop was a tattoo parlour were I had booked a 4PM appointment.

When Rob rang and said he was coming round later that night my
heart nearly leapt out, I had only been back for ten minutes
after the tattoo parlour and a little more shopping for clothes
and makeup. He was coming round at ten o'clock, just 45 minutes
later. I sat and waited and smoked some more of the packet I had
bought on the way home.

I fitted the new red plastic hoop earrings I had bought, Rob
liked the plastic ones best as they looked cheaper, put on my
ankle bracelets and waited. The bell rang and I sashayed over to
the door and swung it open. Rob nearly came in his trousers as he
stared at me, his eyes lusted over. I pulled the cigarette out of
my mouth and licked my lips. I reached down to his cock, unzipped
him and right there in the middle of the door way gave him head.
He held my hair and started to fuck my mouth with his cock, my
plastic hoops banged into my face as I moaned and swallowed. I
pulled away from his cock and reached down to the hem of my
dress, slowly I pulled it up to reveal by bald and bleached cunt.
I used the word cunt for the first time as I told him that my
cunt needed to be fucked hard. I told him that I was now his SLUT
and I wanted him to USE ME with his cock. I said I was ditching
my bank job on Monday and that he would have to look after me
because I was his cunt now. He smiled and told me to pack my bags
 and to move in with him. I quickly found myself bending over in
the doorway clasping on to the frame as he worked his cock up my
cunt and a finger up my ass. Fuck it good, use your sluts cunt,
tell me I'm a cheap whore I hissed as he rammed away, 3 fingers
up my ass. He withdrew and using his fingers pulled my ass wider
open before placing his cock at the entrance to my anus and
starting to push. I was relaxed and even though it fucking hurt I
let his cock in by pushing down like I wanted to shit and opening
my ass for him. He slid in a little and then waited for me to
recover then pushed again, this time hard and hammered his cock
right in 'til his balls banged against my cunt lips. The rhythm
started slowly and build up, the pain in my gut's died and slowly
changed to deep pleasure as I was so full of cock and he was
rubbing my juicy clit as he fucked back and forward. All the time
telling me what I wanted to hear, telling me I was his slut, his
cunt, how beautiful I looked and how plain and horrible I used to
look. He said maybe I be his whore and go on the game. Just the
thought made my body tense up and release as a orgasm, being used
as a whore, I couldn't wait.

More to follow soon!


Please let me know if you like the story and what you whould like me to 
add to my own story just to add a little spice to the truth. 

Lots of Love

Barbi

Bleached Blonde Big