“Hey Bambi, how you doing?” I said with a smile as I approached her walking down the street.
She blinked a couple of times and then it was like a lightbulb went off in her mind, “Oh my god, like, I’m totally doing cool Rick! giggle“
I suppressed a chuckle of my own, she was clearly under the “long” bimbo flu that was going around. Most people caught it, pranced around like a total bimbo slut for a few days, and then recovered. If they were lucky, there were no longer term effects… like pregnancy, that came out of it.
A few though, obviously like Bambi, had the long erm version of the flu. It could last months or even years. I’d seen Bambi a month or so ago, and she had just recently caught the bimbo flu, so she was pretty much just sleeping her way through the neighbourhood at the time.
“Say… I like your lips.” I said, looking right at them.
“Like, thanks! giggle“
“Too bad about that upper one thought…” I said, trailing off at the end.
“Oh my god, like what’s wrong with it?” she squealed and pulled her a compact to take a look.
“Oh, nothing important, it’s just a little out of proportion with your lower one, I could help with that if you like?”
“Like, you can? How?”
“Oh, well, friction is the key. You rub something against the lower and upper lips and they’ll even out in no time. But, you know, you have to find just the right thing to rub up against them… which I think I might just have the perfect object for back at my apartment.” I replied.
“Oh my gosh, like, that’s so nice of you! giggle Can we go there now?”
I nodded and she grabbed my hand and tried to start pulling me down the street.
“Bambi, Bambi… my place is this way…” I said, stopping her and pulling her back in the other direction.
“giggle Like, I’m such a ditz! giggle“
I wrapped my arm around her waist, my hand landing on her ass, her head leaning on my shoulder as we walked down the street to my apartment.
“You know, I’ve got some cream that might help too… if you rub it all over your face that is.” I said offhandedly.
“giggle Like, I hope so… giggle” Bambi replied dreamily as she let out a soft moan as I squeezed her ass.
I made a mental note to make sure to get her phone number and address, so I could run into her a little more often. I’d seen some of the “after” pictures from long term bimbo flu and I couldn’t wait to see how Bambi changed over the next few months.
