Chapter 1: Introduction
The apartment was dimly lit, the only light filtering through the crack in the curtains from the streetlamp outside. Taimur lay on his bed, the faint glow of his laptop casting a chilling white light on his face. His hand moved rhythmically beneath the sheets, his breath coming in shallow gasps as he jerked off to the muted sounds of porn playing on his screen. The room was silent except for the low hum of his computer and his own soft grunts.
On his screen was a blonde woman getting railed, her tits bouncing in a way that was almost hypnotic. Taimur had always had a thing for big tits, a fact he'd kept to himself, embarrassed by the stereotype it seemed to fit. A single young bachelor who was into big breasted bimbos? How cliché. But here, in the privacy of his own room, he could indulge his fantasy without judgment. He was a 27-year-old software engineer with a sharp mind and an even sharper wit. He had a job that paid well, a life that was comfortable, but a love life that was as dry as the Sahara. He'd been on more dates than he could count, but no one had ever stuck. He was a man of high standards, and he wasn't about to settle.
Just as he was about to reach his peak, there was a knock at the door. Taimur froze, his hand still under the sheets. He wasn't expecting anyone. He quickly grabbed a towel to clean off and threw on a t-shirt and boxers.
"Just a moment!" he called out, trying to sound casual despite the pounding of his heart. He glanced at the time on his laptop - 10:30 PM. Who the hell was at his door at this hour?
He opened the door to find a woman standing there, her smile as bright as the streetlight behind her. She was dressed in a simple white dress, her hair a cascade of blonde. But what caught Taimur's attention were her breasts.
They were enormous, straining against the thin fabric of her top, a stark contrast to the modest, minimalist design of her outfit. He swallowed hard, his hand stilling beneath the sheets.
Bella stepped further into the room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. "I'm your new live-in slut," she said, a playful smile tugging at her lips. "The government program, remember? They sent me to keep you company."
Taimur's eyes widened in shock. He had heard of Trump's new 'Social Integration Program', to combat the rising epidemic of male loneliness in the city, but he hadn't expected to be one of the first participants.
Taimur blinked, his mind racing. "My new what?"
Taimur asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He was still trying to process the sight of her, the sheer size of her breasts, and the audacity of her words. He felt a stirring in his boxers, a response he couldn't quite suppress.
Taimur stepped aside to let her in, his mind racing. He'd signed up for the program on a whim, a joke really. He was trying to process the situation, but his brain seemed to be short-circuiting. He'd been expecting a robot, or maybe a hologram, not a woman who looked like she'd stepped straight out of a men's magazine.
He closed the door behind her, his eyes flicking to her chest again. He couldn't help it. They were... impressive.
"Bella," she said, extending a hand. "And you're Taimur, right? The government's first little experiment."
Taimur took her hand, his grip firm. "I'm not little," he said, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "And I'm not an experiment."
Bella laughed, a sound that was as warm as her smile. "Well, you're the first one to get a live-in girl. I guess that makes you a bit of an experiment. Don't worry, I'm new to this too. I just got the upgrades recently."
Taimur raised an eyebrow.
"Upgrades?"
Bella gestured to her chest. "These, for starters. I had them done to pay off my student loans. I figured, why not make a little extra cash while I'm at it? The government's paying me to be here, and you get... well, you get me."
Taimur's eyes flicked to her chest again, then back to her face. He was trying to keep his gaze above her neck, but it was a struggle. "And what exactly am I supposed to do with you?" he asked, his voice steady despite the turmoil in his mind.
Bella shrugged, a playful smile on her lips. "Whatever you want. Within reason, of course.