Levothyroxine and collagen

Will she be bimbofied in addition to the tats? Meaning: implants, collagen, piercings, intelligence reduction?

Well, I kinda like the movie as well, but actually for the rather sly subtext...
The really amusing bit is the story line of the strippers having to decide if they want to remain human or become zombies and get all the money and success...
which is of course a metaphor for cosmetic surgery - plastic breasts, collagen injections, corpse skin to make lips larger... would you go through all of that for the approval of men? And their money?
A riot.
Allen

It is exciting for Jo to have his cheeks and buttocks injected with collagen or filler, put silicone in her breasts, and have her face tightened by a surgeon to make her look younger. She should appear at the age of 30. It is exciting to have a tattoo placed on her breasts and arms and put a nail in her tongue and lips. It is also wonderful that she has sex-bag muscles. I hope she goes to the bar and fucks younger guys. It's exciting that Jo gets pregnant and her breasts are full of milk. Send her to the sex shop to buy a dildo. Also send her to prison. This story is epic, I hope it continues until part 100

Robin. Get up off of that big, sexy ass of yours and get to writin’!!
You put the majority of these hacks to shame, but you posted this story more than a year ago.
I thought that ‘Robin At The Hotel’ was gonna be just another tranny fuck story at first but it turned out to be about a lot more than that. We can go get a boob job, have collagen injected into our lips and even put on a sexy outfit but at the end of the day, we can’t deny or have surgically removed, one’s own male libido’s.
Robin - and all the other mtf trans individuals in our world today will not hesitate to go after any cock that they so desire, and most men, both bisexual and heterosexual, are more than happy to oblige them.
They’ve become weary of the kinds of quid pro quo arrangement that the traditional male/female hook-up entails and here, Robin doesn’t harbor any false hope of a emotional attachment in her quest for oral and anal gratification. On the contrary; being thought of as a plaything and being called a cocksucking cum Slut turns her on and why wouldn’t it? ( it turned me on too!! ) what a bold bitch! So let’s get that pen of yours to workin’ some more Robin. - Ten fuckin’ million stars!

Amazing story. You keep creating imagination and creating a wonderful story every time. It is interesting for Jo to get two jobs and fail to work as a waitress. By the end of the year, she must have experience in a CV as a waitress. Thinking about selling her car to get a boob job is a wonderful thing. The doctor will put silicone in the boob jo and will tighten the skin for the boob jo to make it look youthful. More and more, her travel to Thailand or any country where the cost of the operation is cheap is a fun thing. She appears in Asia in a more and more promiscuous form. She is sold to one of the clubs to work as a prostitute. After a month, she is able to escape. She appears in club advertisements in the streets of Asia. She also gets an offer with a boob job to inject collagen into the anal. To appear larger and more harmonious and force you to get more tan. But the best scenario before this scenario is that she works hard as a waitress and slowly loses her company, her job, and her respect. She gets used to working as a waitress during three chapters of this story. It is also exciting that she goes to work as a plumber or a saleswoman in a local bar, collects money hard, and goes to travel to Asia. You can create endless scenarios from this exciting story. You present a great story

Thank you, Stefan, for your essay on this subject. This is my first comment on one of your submissions, though, so I hope you don't mind if I take this opportunity to say how much I like most all your work here at Lit.
I really didn't anticipate finding such a big debate in the comments section for this. I mean, it sounds like common sense to me. I never could relate to the implant craze. I'm a boringly straight woman with (gasp!) physical imperfections, though, so if any of you reading this comment think that merits a disqualification, save us all some time and skip my lil' post here.
If you're a smart woman considering implants though, I hope you'll read on.
Now, in fairness, it's probably true that implants aren't as dangerous as they used to be, and quality can be had at opportunistic prices set by surgeons who know they have a corner on that very trendy market, but that's not the crux of the issue. After all, *any* surgery performed by a hack can result in mutilation, just as a stellar doc with all the most expensive equipment can deliver dreamy results.
The truly puzzling thing about implants is why any intelligent woman would seek such an invasive surgery for purely cosmetic reasons. Plastic surgery came about in order to assist people with *real* problems like third degree burns and shattered jaws. And yet now it's synonymous with breast implants, liposuction, nose jobs and collagen injections.
And for what? To attract men whose relationship dealbreaker is boob size? Why in the hell would any woman want to waste so much time, money, effort and dignity in order to attract a man like that?
If that's what you want, then by all means- go ahead... spend your hard-earned money, get every cosmetic surgery procedure in the book. Since you'll be occupying the shallow men, the ones with fewer hang-ups and better things to consider than boob size will be at my door.
Thanks!

God damn give it a rest. Repeating the same fucking things over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again!!! STOP!!!!!