Vicky was chaste, conservative, and Christian. She’d married her husband young, fucked him exactly as much as wifely duty demanded and no more, and otherwise kept her legs closed and frigid.
So it shouldn’t have surprised her to discover her husband cheating on her with a fake-titted blonde bimbo. Nevertheless, Vicky went straight to a divorce lawyer.
She chose the family lawyer, who had been friends with her husband all his life, because she knew that stealing the lawyer would hurt her husband even more.
“I want everything he owns,” she said. “I want to live in comfort, I want to change my surname back to what I was born with, and I want to ruin him and his stupid slut mistress.”
“Sure,” said her lawyer. “Now, I just need you to watch a video to understand how this is going to work.” He turned his computer screen to face Vicky, placed headphones over her ears, and left the room.
The video was strange – just flashing lights and staticky patterns. All she heard in her ears was white noise. And then suddenly, four hours had passed, and the lawyer was lifting the headphones off her ears.
“There we go, Vicky,” he said to her. “Are you happy with your settlement now?”
“No!” she tried to say, because she suddenly had a sense that something was very wrong. But instead, she giggled – a stupid, bimbo-ish sound – and said, “Yes, thank you, sir.”
The instructions were all there in her head for her divorce settlement. Yes, she’d get a divorce, so that her husband wouldn’t have any obligations to her, but she’d still live in his house – but in a dog basket at the foot of the bed, rather than sleeping in the bed itself. She’d legally change her surname – to “Fuckpig”.
Her husband wouldn’t pay her support. Rather, she’d pay him – and she’d clearly need to get work as a stripper and prostitute to make the regular payments. She was going to need to get humiliatingly large fake tits, too, which she’d also have to pay her husband back for.
And finally, she was going to need to look after her husband’s new mistress. She’d follow the girl around everywhere – on a leash, if the mistress chose – and identify as her girlfriend. She’d kiss the woman in public, bring her drinks, and then lez off with her every night for the entertainment of her husband, even as her inner Christian screamed at her for her sinful behaviour. She’d beg her husband to whip her tits and pussy if she’d been insufficiently entertaining, and then she’d watch her husband fuck his mistress, before finally using her tongue to clean her husband’s cum from his mistress’ cunt….
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“I want to change my surname back to what I was born with” is this something from Australia that divorce settlements can stop you from doing? It seems weird to me that she’d mention it if she didn’t need a specific settlement clause to do it
Sorry, it’s perhaps unclear. She’s not implying that she needs legal permission to change her surname, she’s saying that she’s going to do it on top of the other stuff to distance herself from her husband and piss him off.