The Blue Hour

Mandy stretched her arms and turned around to take in the view of her new implants. She ran her hands over her chest, feeling the soft roundness of the newly filled silicone breasts. Glancing at the time, she quickly slipped on her shirt and headed to the bar next door to the plastic surgery clinic.

The Blue Hour was a dimly lit dive bar that had seen better days. Mandy had been coming here for years ever since she and her college roommates discovered the secret special - free drinks for anyone who flashed their new implants. 

At first, it had just been a funny game she and her friends would play, but after a while, she found herself coming back to Blue Hour almost every week. She'd usually have a few drinks and stay til close, chatting with the regulars about her new implants and their surgeries. Even though she was feeling the effects of the alcohol, she never let it get out of hand. After all, she was still a patient at the clinic next door. 

Tonight was different. 

Mandy stepped into the bar, only to find it jam-packed with women. Most of them were showing off their newly filled breasts. She scanned the crowd, noticing the mixture of sizes and shapes. There were some women with small implants of only 300cc, and others with huge implants of up to 1500cc. 

Mandy felt a slight pang of anxiety as she made her way towards the bar. She was used to being the center of attention, but tonight it seemed like everyone was staring at her. She wished she could just disappear into the crowd, but knew she wouldn't be able to. She was noticeably larger than everyone else, and had been for some time now. 

It had been almost two years since she had first gotten her implants, and she was now up to nearly 5000cc. The largest she had ever seen anyone go was 7000cc, so she was definitely at the upper end of the spectrum. 

Almost immediately, she started getting attention from the other women in the bar. Some of them were openly admiring her size, while others seemed jealous or intimidated. 

The bartender sighed as Mandy approached him. He had seen this scene play out countless times before, but he still couldn't help but admire Mandy's courage. She had gone above and beyond most customers with her implants and had clearly taken good care of them.

"Show me what you got, and I'll give you a free drink," the bartender said, trying to sound gruff. 

Mandy smiled and nodded. She pulled down her shirt, revealing her massive implants. She could feel the eyes of the other women in the bar as she lifted each implant in turn and showed them off for the crowd. 

When she finally finished, she received a round of applause from the crowd and an appreciative whistle from the bartender. He handed her a drink and shook his head with admiration. 

Mandy returned to her seat, feeling smug. She looked around the room and noticed that many of the other women were watching her with envy.
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Which Blue Hour patron has the best set?