When Kerri had gotten her breast enhancement, she’d opted for the “Good Girl” Package, without really inquiring what was in it. She just liked being called a “good girl” – the name appealed to her.
The surgeons didn’t bother to tell her either, assuming she’d read the documents, just like any reasonable person would have. So as it happened, she found out what the package involved entirely by chance, some time after her surgery.
She had made the mistake of going out without a bra, wearing one of her older, cheaper blouses, and by happenstance the front buttons of her dress gave way, exposing the nipples of her big new fake tits to sunlight.
Good girls, it turned out, exposed their tits in public – and to produce this result, the surgeons had put in small photoreceptors behind the nipples. When the skin above the receptors was exposed to direct UV radiation, a wireless signal was transmitted to another, slightly larger, implant that had been embedded in her cunt-flesh, directly behind her G-spot.
The moment her nipples were exposed to the sun, she felt something begin to buzz and vibrate powerfully in her pussy. At the same time, all three implants began emitting hormones that triggered her body’s instincts around arousal and breeding. She moaned as her nipples stiffened, her pussy became sopping wet, and a powerful urge to be fucked took hold of her.
She was standing in a busy street. People were looking at her. She knew she should pull her shirt closed, but the sun just felt so good on her tits… it was hard to think straight with the buzzing and the hormones. Unconsciously, she began to bend forward, cupping her tits, offering them to the light, while sticking her ass outwards, presenting it as a target for fucking…
Moments later she orgasmed powerfully, noisily, in public. Blessedly, the implants shut off as they detected her orgasm. They would start again in ten minutes, but by that time she had covered her tits and run, blushing, for cover.
She started making enquiries immediately as to how to have the implants removed, but by the time those enquiries had progressed very far she’d already accidentally felt the kiss of sunlight on her nipples seven or eight times, each time resulting in an orgasm outdoors.
She was beginning to associate having her breasts bare in public with overwhelming pleasure. She had surreptitiously gone to a topless beach, and spent much of a day in a haze of sexual bliss, publicly orgasming as her tits soaked up the sunlight. By the end she had removed her bikini briefs so that she could fingerfuck her sopping pussy, completely forgetting where she was or who might be watching. It was only the setting of the sun that allowed her to slowly regain control of herself. Her swimsuit had blown away sometime during her bliss; she blushingly crept home nude.
And so eventually she abandoned her efforts to fix herself; she just stopped trying. More and more she went bare-titted in public. The hormones made her stupid and slutty when she did, but it just felt so good she didn’t care. She was happier as a stupid bare-titted slut than she ever had been wearing clothes…
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