[DENISE] Plastic Obsessions #005: Denise's Day Off! (Part 4) (Patreon)

"Well..." Denise said, "My friend who just called actually works at a really nice lingerie store I've been dying to check out for a long time," she laughed somewhat nervously, "Was just kind of putting it off because, well, I guess I was avoiding her."

Camille tilted her head, "Oh, I see," she said, "Quarrels among friends, yes?"

Denise shook her head, "Mm, not exactly..." she smiled apologetically, "To be really honest, I used to be really against the idea of plastic surgery, and much less the thought of getting huge, fake boobs,"

Camille's eyebrows shot up for a moment, then she crossed her arms, regarding Denise with an impish grin, "Ah, someone's changed their tune quite a bit I think!"

Denise laughed, fidgeting slightly where she stood, "Hah, yeah... but anyway, me and Zoe, my friend, well... we used to trash talk you girls a lot," she looked to the side, "Ugh, I feel really stupid about it now..."

Cami smiled warmly, "Oh, it's okay!" she said, straightening up her posture, sticking out her chest so her basketball-sized tits stood out even further, "This look... it isn't for everyone. And, in the end, it paints a big target on your back sometimes," she shrugs, "People immediately think you're desperate for attention wanting to look like this," she smirks, "And even though it is sometimes very nice, they don't really think that some of this attention is, ah, very unwanted."

Denise nodded, "Yeah, I've been thinking about that a lot lately. You know, how people are gonna look at me... after."

Cami placed a hand on Denise's shoulder, "Well, dear Denise, it is as everything else. Sometimes you sacrifice a little for a lot of something you want, yes?" she winks.

Denise chuckled softly, "Yeah, I suppose you're right!"

"And your friend, she's come around a little bit, to this idea of a new you?" Cami asked.

"I think so... it was her idea to ask me to swing by her shop, after all."

"Well, perfect!" Cami exclaimed, grabbing Denise's hand, "Let's go say hi to your friend, then?"

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Zoe was in the middle of checking out a customer when the store's door slid open. She glanced momentarily to register the new arrivals, her eyes widening considerably.

In walked Camille, Denise trailing her slightly. Zoe didn't initially notice her, her eyes glued to the perfectly inflated orbs heaving upon Cami's slim torso.

The girl Zoe was ringing out noticed her pause, turning to see what had caught Zoe's attention, "Ugh, are you kidding me?" she remarked with an air of disgust, turning back to Zoe, "Do you even have bras to fit those monster tits? I mean, seriously!"

Zoe smiled awkwardly, "Actually, we do... our store caters to all shapes and sizes," she laughed softly, quoting her store's motto, "No two bodies are alike! Ha ha..."

The girl rolled her eyes, taking her bags, "Yeah, whatever. Honestly can't say I envy your job right now... good luck with Moby Tits over there."

Zoe bit her lip, trying not to laugh nervously, "Thanks for shopping at Silk & Sensuality, come again soon!"

"Uh huh, thanks" the girl said, walking past Camille, who was already looking at some skimpy dresses on display.

"Mon cher," Cami purred, as the girl walked past, "Some manners would look better on you than any piece of lingerie ever could!"

The girl snorted, then noticed Denise glowering menacingly at her, suddenly quickening her step to hurriedly exit the shop.

"What rude fucking bitch," Denise growled, balling up her hands into fists, beginning to turn to follow the girl out the door, "Let's see how she's gonna talk shit with a busted jaw!"

Cami's hand suddenly clutched her upper arm, holding her back, "Sweety!" she chided, laughing, "Don't get so upset, you'll end up fighting half the city with that temper!"

Denise frowned, slowing down and letting Cami hold her back, "It's just... so..."

"Like something you would've said some time back?" Cami teased.

Denise froze, her cheeks blushing rapidly, "I..."

"It's okay!" Cami giggled, patting her back, "It's just what we were talking about, comes with the territory."

"Um," Zoe said, approaching Camille and Denise slowly, "Sorry about that, our clientele usually minds their own business..." she smiled meekly, "Hi, Denise..."

"Zoe, what the hell?" Denise demanded, "You should've thrown that bitch out right away for being so disrespectful!"

"S-Sorry!" Zoe stammered, "She caught me by surprise!"

Denise pursed her lips, raising one eyebrow, "Right." she sighed, "Come here," she said, pulling Zoe in for a hug.

Zoe hugged her back tightly, "I missed you! Don't ghost me like that!"

She pulled back, "So... is this your... client friend?"

Denise smiled, "Yeah! Camille, this is Zoe. Zoe, this is..." she turned around, suddenly noticing Cami was not next to her, "... Camille?"

Cami was already a few feet away, holding up a very skimpy, low cut black dress, "Ooh! Something like this would look so good on you, sweety!" she exclaimed, then looked at Zoe, grinning, "Nice to meet you, Zoe. Tell me, do you think you something like this in my size?"

Zoe looked at Denise, who shrugged, looking at Zoe with some amusement, "Uh... I'd have to check... but yes, possibly!"

"Mmm, perfect! Please check if you have it in pink and red, as well! I just looove the cut of this style!"

Zoe laughed softly, then nodded, "Well, back to work for me, I guess!" she turned towards Denise, "Have a look around, we can chat afterwards," she tilted her head, "Or, you know, I can show you some stuff that might be a good fit for your... um, upcoming changes..." she said, a little embarrassed, but Denise could tell she was trying to be helpful.

Denise nodded, smiling. She looked at Cami, who was already busy rifling through the dress stands, picking things out, then looked around the rest of the store. Finally, she looked back at Zoe, who stood by expectantly.

"Huh, where to start..."