[ENF] Becky

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Story about Becky, ENF

(Having great difficulty posting, that is why I make such short sections, its the only way it seems to work)

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Rebeca had been surprised. The bank had contacted her for a interview, and she imagined it was to tell her she was going to lose the house, the house she had inherited, but had no money to keep up with its debts. A house that had been in her family 200 years and meant more to her than anything. When the bank director had looked her up and down, and gave her an address to go to to make a deal that would save her house, she had never had such a strange and confusing interview in her life. When she tried to ask more he was already on the phone and waved her out of the office so she grasped the paper with the directions and left.

The very next day she was there, in what was an expensive apartment, and was wondering why on earth would this be happening.

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It had to be sex. She didn't have anything material to offer. She felt surprised, he was a very rich goodlooking man in his forties, a bachelor, why on earth would he go so far to have sex with her. Maybe he wanted something twisted, or he wanted her to smuggle drugs into some far away country. Her mind couldn't stop spinning the ideas in her head trying to imagine what was happening.

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Becky had dark blond hair and very big blue eyes. She was now reaching 40, but was still a very pretty woman. However, she had little experience with men. Her parents had been very strict and of extreme religious tendency, and she had never felt comfortable within her body or confident at all. She had put on a simple floral dress. She wore a long floating scarf designed to hide her huge tits. She wore high healed shoes, but nothing else was meant to be sexy or draw any attention to her figure. She had always been shy, and had hated her enormous breasts, she really wanted to have a breast reduction but had never been able to afford it. Under her clothes she wore a plain sports bra meant to keep her breasts in place and as flat as was possible, some sensible panties, and some sexy mid thigh stockings seemed out of place. This was only because she felt nude without tights, even in the summer, and full panties really made her sweat, any feeling of sexiness was not intended.

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Its a simple deal – said Mr Brawn. - I want to buy the clothes you are wearing for 15.000 dollars

Rebeca didn't think she could have heard right. She felt confused,nervous, and could feel her face flushed and hot.

You want sex – said Rebeca foolishly

Mr Brawn smiled.

No, no sex, did you really think I would pay all that money, for sex. Who do you think I am? - he said in a stern voice

Rebeca now was even more confused, and the accusation stung, it was true, she wasn't worth that money for sex, who was? But it still didn't make sense, it couldn't be some fetish, like when women sold their panties to men on the Internet could it? But still, all that money?

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Rebeca had, and never came out very well of them. But for some reason she just shook her head, going crimson at the thought of being taunted like when she was at high school and called Big-titted Becky.

He seemed to read her thoughts about her tits as he looked intentionally there and asked her to give him her scarf. She did, she obeyed, but she had a clear idea she wasn't going through with any games.

You have the biggest not operated tits I've ever seen, without being overweight. Well, he looked her down, you are not thin are you, very curvy, nice, I like that in a woman.

Rebeca couldn't bring herself to look anywhere but the floor. Her mind was still racing, he didn't want sex, so what sense did his comments make?

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This check is made out to you, you can cash it in on Monday and you won't lose the house. After 24 hours I will give you some clothes and your purse, and the check, and you can go home. There will be no sex. I will laugh at you and play some games for my own enjoyment. I won't record you or take photos or videos. Its up to you now, I want an answer now, I hate waiting.

I accept – Rebeca didn't understand what she was saying, her mind was saying: No, run. But she just couldn't say no, she couldn't lose such an opportunity for the sake of 24 hours of silly humiliation.

Now, I want my clothes please. Rebeca hesitated but lifted the dress up over her head. Her hair was all over the place and could hardly look at him. She saw him look at disgust at the sports bra.

Take that awful thing off your tits -

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With a big gulp she unfastened it quickly from the back, it nearly sprung of as her big breasts fell forward out of their prison. She gasped and held them tightly in her arms, as much as she could. Now he was smiling, looking at her up and down and enjoying what he saw. He didn't ask her to uncover her breasts though and she was grateful for that.

Those panties are nearly as awful as that bra was, please remove and hand it over, I can't believe I've paid such a price for them.

She tried to slip them down whilst holding her tits, but it was nearly impossible. Looking at the floor she took them down, and nearly fell over in her haste to get them off so she could go back to covering herself. She gave a little sob of humiliation as she threw them on the floor. Now she was only wearing her heals and mid thigh stocking My Brawn's smile was so broad it didn't seem possible for a bigger smile.

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I do like your figure, but even more, I like how uncomfortable you are naked. Do those huge tits and rather big ass make you ashamed Rebeca? Or is it that you are doing this for money?

Rebeca couldn't answer. She looked at her clothes, and for a moment thought to pick them up get dressed and go, but maybe Mr Brawn had thought of this as he quickly picked them up and left the room. Rebeca stood stupidly without no clothes and without nowhere to go. Instinctively she looked for something around her to cover her up, there was nothing. She bit her lip. Why did every private part itch her so much. She was alarmed at how she felt, how loudly her heart was beating. The situation had happened quickly, without much warning, and seemed almost surreal. Maybe she had judged this situation wrong. Maybe 24 hours was impossible, when these few minutes felt like years in hell. Mr Brawn then entered the room. He handed her a very expensive looking smartphone, and she took it without understanding.

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Now my fun begins – He said. You must leave the apartment and go up 3 floors, There you will reach the attic door, people don't usually use these stairs as they don't lead to any apartment. You will then ring me, show me how you look, and ask to be let back into the apartment. Do you understand?

Rebeca didn't understand. It didn't seem logical or normal. He wanted her to be naked outside and talk on a mobile phone?

But people will see me – she stammered