Bimbo or Billionaire: Nursing A Grudge
by TheHandsThatLead, copyright © 2022
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CODES: mf, md, mc, gr
SYNOPSIS: Tammy has been made fun of for years for saying that Bimbo or Billionaire is all fake, along with her many other fringe beliefs, but now she finally has a chance to settle the grudge once and for all by being the latest contestant.
DISCLAIMERS:
- This story is a work of fiction; any apparent resemblance between the characters in this story and any actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional.
- Do not read this story if you are under the age of 18 or if explicit sexual fiction is illegal in your jurisdiction.
- This story contains mind control and explicit descriptions of a sexual nature. If any of these concepts disturb you, please find something else to read.
AUTHORS NOTES: This is the ninth story in my Bimbo or Billionaire series, you don’t have to read the others but you probably should read the first one at least as I’m not going to re-iterate some of the show mechanics.
You can’t write a story like this without acknowledging the great work of MrGrey’s “You Bet Your Brain!” and Chrystal Wynd’s “Crime and Punishment: Bimbomania!” and so I have.
I’ve received a few requests from authors to write episodes and in general I’m fine with that, however there are some rules to follow which I’ve added to the end of the story.
Chapter 1 – The Grudge
Tammy frowned as she shot daggers at Paul who was laughing along with the rest of her friends around the table, so much so in fact that other people in the restaurant were starting to stare.
“So let me get this straight?” Paul started to say in between belly rolls, “…you think that Bimbo or Billionaire, the most popular TV game show on earth? is all fake?”
“Of course!” she shot back, crossing her arms under her small breasts.
“Ok? ok? let’s say it is? that means that how many people are involved? Hundreds? No thousands? God, it’s got to be tens of thousands of people, all working to deceive the entire world, all without anyone slipping up or spilling the beans?”
“Oh don’t be so naive Paul, the government covers up things all the time, Bimbo or Billionaire is just another one of their ways to control everyone? just like vaccines and the Internet!”
This time the laughter was even more rambunctious and two of her friends even slipped so far down in their seats that she lost sight of them under the table.
Shelly, Paul’s girlfriend decided to pipe in as well, “God Tammy, I’ve always known you were a kooky one? but come on! I actually saw Chrissi once at a mall opening and she was a total airhead, I even caught sight of her blowing one of the officiants after the ceremony! You can’t fake that kind of bimbodom!”
“I think I saw that video on the Internet too!” Jason, one of her other friends chimed in with.
“Chrissi is paid good money to act that dumb!” Tammy replied, “You watch, when she retires she’ll suddenly be smart again and will probably publish a tell-all book too!”
“Chrissi couldn’t read a book, let alone write one! Did you see that episode where Jack asked her to write down her favourite sexual position, handed her a pencil and a piece of paper, and she tried to use the eraser end to do it! My god, the look on her face when it didn’t work was priceless!” Kenny, the last of the guys at the table managed to say once he’d pulled himself up from under it.
Tammy turned to Daisy, her oldest and best friend who had remained silent throughout the ribbing, it broke Tammy’s heart to see her trying her hardest not to laugh out loud.
“Daisy? not you too!” Tammy almost shouted and Daisy couldn’t hold it in any longer, the loudest burst of laughter at the table yet coming from between her lips.
“Oh god, Tammy, I’m sorry? but really. I mean? you say lots of crazy stuff, but I? just? how do they do it then? I mean, you can watch them change right in front of your own eyes! Is it all computer graphics? Do they pay off the audiences as well?” Daisy replied.
“It’s? it’s holograms! And mirrors! The audience, just like us, think they’re seeing it, but it’s just a trick! And the contestants are in on it too! They get paid to play along!”
Tammy couldn’t believe how cruel her friends were being, she’d done all kinds of research on the Internet about this and she knew she was right!
“You know what Tammy?” Paul asked but she refused to take the bait, “If you’re so sure you’re right? why don’t you apply to be a contestant then?”
Tammy blinked several times as her eyes widened, “You know what Paul, you’re right! That’s exactly what I’m going to do! And you watch, they won’t accept me because I won’t play along with their silly game show!”
This brought an even bigger round of laughter from all her friends and she was done with them. She slammed her hand on the table as she stood up and walked away from them.
“You’ll see I’m right! You just wait!” she called back over her shoulder and headed home. She’d show them all!
Chapter 2 – Opening Credits
The studio curtains raised as the theme music blared from the speakers with the applause of the live studio audience. Tammy was giddy with excitement, she couldn’t believe she’d been accepted as a contestant and she was going to show all her friends, and the rest of the world, what a scam this show was! Even if she’d had to put up with her near-nude state with the two tiny strips of material that they called a costume that she wore now.
Her fingers rose up to touch the Collar of Fate’s cold steel against her neck, they had put on a big show about placing it around her neck a week ago, but she knew it was just a shiny piece of metal. Maybe it had a few electronic tricks in it for show, but that was it. She’d tried to get everyone that she’d talked to from the show to admit as much, but none of them broke from the company line.
“Yes folks it’s time to answer the question that is on all of our minds? Is she a? Bimbo or Billionaire!” the announcer’s voice came across the PA system and the audience roared in response.
The applause brought butterflies to Tammy’s stomach, she had never been in front of so many people before, even though she didn’t consider herself shy or anything. She took a look to see Jack standing on stage, holding his mic as he spoke, “Thanks Dan, welcome to the show everyone! Before we bring out today’s contestant, I just wanted to remind everyone to get their booster shots, it’s up to each and every one of us to do our part!”
Tammy rolled her eyes at the call to get yet another vaccine booster shot, when would it end?
The crowd clapped as Jack waited for their applause to subside.
“Ok, well enough small talk, let’s bring out today’s contestant… Tammy!” Jack called out and the audience came to its feet with cheers.
Tammy put on her best smile and walked out onto the stage and over to the podium that she would be standing behind for the show.
“Hello Tammy, welcome!”
“Hi Jack, thanks!” she replied with real enthusiasm, though not for the reason that the audience expected.
Jack turned to the audience and beamed a smile, “Folks, I have to be honest with you, Tammy isn’t excited to be here for the reason you might think. Obviously appearing on the show is a big deal, but Tammy… well, Tammy why don’t you tell the audience your little secret reason for being here today?”
“Ha! Of course Jack, I’d love to.” she replied and then turned to the audience as well, “I’m here to prove that this is all fake! The Collar of Fate? More like Collar of Fake! Impossible! It’s all just a ruse to let the government lull you into complicity!” she said defiantly.
The audience gasped and a murmur coursed through it.
Finally Jack let out a hearty chuckle and then spoke, “Yes, that’s right, she’s a Bimbo denier! I’m told you hold a host of other fringe ideas and conspiracy theories as well?”
“They’re only fringe because the sheeple won’t wake up Jack! You watch, I’ll prove this show is just another government conspiracy, right here, right now!”
Jack laughed again and shook his head, “Well, good luck with that Tammy. I can’t wait to see how it goes for you.” he said with a chuckle at the end.
The audience picked up on it and laughed along with him, sending Tammy’s blood almost to a boil.
“But let’s get started Tammy… there’s a question I need you to answer before we can begin… are you ready to play Bimbo or Billionaire?”
“I’m ready to blow this whole thing wide open Jack, so yes!” she replied with great confidence and a little spite in her voice.
“Sounds good Tammy, I’ve got to get a few housekeeping items out of the way and we can get going. First off I’d like to bring everyone’s attention to our case girl Chrissi!”
As always the spotlight highlighted Chrissi and the buxom blonde bimbo wiggled and jiggled as the crowd cheered and whistled. Today Chrissi was wearing a tight white dress that hardly covered her modesty, not that she had any, and put her ample cleavage on full display. Across her chest was a wide blue sash with ‘Best before midnight’ written across it in big bold white letters.
“Chrissi was the unluckiest contestant to ever play our game here and opened twelve bimbo cases in a row. But we just couldn’t let her leave with nothing so instead we didn’t let her leave at all and she’s been with us ever since!
Ah… Chrissi what’s with the sash today?”
Chrissi giggled and then twirled around one and a half times so everyone could see the other side of the sash, which ‘…or after.’ written on it.
Jack rolled his eyes as the audience chuckled, “Well, you can’t say that’s not a true statement Chrissi.”
Tammy shook her head just a little and wondered if Chrissy had her own writing staff or if she came up with the stupid little bits herself for each show.
“Ok, well now that we know that Chrissi is best before… or after… midnight, let’s not forget the fine technical folks who are operating the Collar of Fate tonight, we won’t get a chance to see them but we’ll certainly see their work on stage!
And of course we cannot forget our generous benefactor, who has put up the billion-dollar prize! Our mystery man that we simply call ‘The Accountant'”. As always the pitch-black area above the columns of monitors was backlit revealing a person sitting at a desk but obscured in darkness like each show.
“Of course you all know our board, two sides with twelve steps each, revealed one at a time as the cases are opened. As always the cash side starts at a penny and works its way up to one billion dollars!
The Bimbo side is divided into two halves, the first six are physical changes that the ‘Collar of Fate’ will make and the second half are mental changes. Each of the changes will be selected by an audience vote from a list of four random selections from our database!”
Chapter 3 – Round 1
“Ok Tammy, as you know we have five rounds here. In the first round you have to open 12 cases, the second 6 cases, the third 3, the fourth and fifth rounds are 1 case each to see if you win the billion dollars or not. I need 12 numbers from 1 to 24 from you right now.”
“Everyone knows that Jack! And it really doesn’t matter as it’s all fake, so let’s start peeling back this onion with case number 22.”
“Chrissi, could you please open case 22 please?” Jack called over to her and she wiggled her way over to the case, the audience watching closely to see if the too-short dress would ride up her hips. Impossibly it stayed in place and the audience seemed disappointed.
Chrissi opened the case revealing a bimbo symbol.
“Well things are starting off spicy already aren’t they Tammy?” Jack said with a grin on his face.
Tammy rolled her eyes and let out a little huff, “Now I’ll show you what’s real and what’s not!” she replied.
“Alright, now on to the first category! Which is of course Hair! And the four voting options are? Blonde Bomb, Curly Cue, Braided Bum, Over the Top! Ok folks, as always use the pads on your armrests and vote for which one you want.” Jack said as the options appeared on screen.
Tammy smiled, it would be easy to tell it was fake and show the audience and the rest of the world.
“Well the audience has voted and the winner is? Braided Bum!”
Tammy felt the Collar of Fate around her neck start to vibrate and she reached up to touch it just as she felt something coming down the back of her neck. By the time the collar had stopped vibrating, she could feel a long braid of hair running down her back all the way to her ass.
“That’s right everyone, Tammy’s got a nice long french braid of hair that stretches all the way down her back! No more short haircuts for her!” Jack said and Tammy reached around and grabbed a hold of the hair that was now attached to the top of her head.
She pulled it around to see it was the exact same golden blonde that her short hair was, but perfect in every way, no split ends, no damage, or anything. She gave it a tug and it seemed firmly attached.
“Well Tammy, what do you have to say about the Collar of Fate now?” Jack asked.
Tammy frowned, “Well… I don’t know… it can’t be my hair… you must have attached it somehow when I wasn’t paying attention… like when I was focused on Chrissi opening the case!”
The audience laughed and giggled but she refused to engage with them.
“Well, alright I guess. If that’s what you think Tammy. Either way, I need another case number from you so we can continue to ‘trick’ you with our ‘gimmicks’.”
Tammy tried to reduce her frown and then looked over at the cases, “Ugh… well, how about case 19 then.”
“Chrissi, if you would…” Jack said and smiled over at Chrissi.
“Like, would what?” Chrissi replied with a confused look on her face.
Jack rolled his eyes and chuckled, “Open case 19 Chrissi… case 19.” he repeated very slowly for her.
“giggle Sure Jack, like, anything for you! giggle” Chrissi replied and then opened the case.
“Oh Tammy, a second bimbo case!” Jack enthused with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
“Yeah, whatever Jack. It’s my voice this time right?” she scoffed in his general direction.
“That’s right, and the categories this time are… Whisper Quiet, Irish Drawl, Valley High, and Pause for Effect! Audience, if you will be so kind…”
The audience quickly got to work as Chrissi opened and closed the case she’d just opened a few times, seemingly in awe at the possibility of opening and closing a case.
“Alright, the votes are in, let’s see what the audience has chosen… Whisper Quiet!” The audience let up a huge cheer as Tammy raised an eyebrow.
“I see you’re not familiar with that one Tammy, so let me explain. This will reduce the volume of your voice significantly, in fact, your normal speaking voice will be little more than a whisper, with the top of your volume range being just under a normal speaking voice. Apparently the audience isn’t a big fan of what you’ve been saying so far.” Jack said with a chuckle at the end.
“Yeah, ok, whatever. It will just be some trick in the studio, some kind of noise-cancelling system. I’m sure as soon as I leave it will be back to normal!”
“Whatever you say Tammy… if the technical team would activate the Collar of Fate please!”
Tammy felt the same tingly/vibration as before and then it was gone.
“Anything you’d like to add Tammy?” Jack asked.
She parted her lips and spoke, “Not really Jack…” she started and could barely hear her own voice, it was an impressive trick for sure.
“Hang on a sec there Tammy… perhaps the boys in the back could turn up the volume on your mic so we can all hear you…”
Tammy frowned and waited a moment before continuing, “Not really Jack, we’ve all had noise-cancelling headphones, that’s all this is done at a room scale.” she said and this time the speakers in the studio make her voice sound almost like it had before.
“That’s better Tammy, but as you say, just a trick, so why don’t we get on to the next case number?” Jack said and the audience gave a laugh as he did.
“Sure Jack, how about case 14?”
“You’ve got it Tammy. Chrissi, if you would open case 14 please?” Jack said, emphasizing what he wanted Chrissi to do this time so there was no confusion, at least no more than expected, for Chrissi.
Chrissi giggled and moved over to case 14 to open it, revealing a cash symbol.
“Congrats Tammy, you’re on the board!”
“Great, thanks Jack, a whole one cent.” Tammy replied.
“Well it’s a start, but like any journey, we need to take the next step, so if you would?”
“Fine, case 24 Jack.”
“Alrighty then Chrissi, please open case 24!”
Chrissi dutifully did so to reveal another cash symbol.
“It looks like you might be on a roll Tammy! That’s a whole ten cents in your pocket so far!” Jack said with a chuckle at the end.
“Can you even buy anything for ten cents Jack?” Tammy asked, her voice still sounding very soft to herself but being amplified by the studio speakers. She had to admit it was an impressive effect, it almost even fooled her, but she knew better.
“I’m not sure, Chrissi, what do you think?” Jack replied.
“giggle Like, I think you can totally buy a car with that much money Jack!giggle“
“Oh Chrissi, that’s why we love you so much here at the show… you just love any shiny little bobble, even a dime!”
“giggle Yeah, like sparkly! giggle“
“Well, now that we’ve determined, that in fact, you can buy pretty much all of Chrissi attention with a dime, what’s your next case going to be Tammy?”
Tammy gave a little snort of disgust with the dumb blonde act that Chrissi was milking for everything it was worth, “Let’s go with case 10 Jack.”
“God one Tammy, you’ve got it! Chrissi, please open case 10 for us.”
Chrissi opened the case to reveal another cash symbol.
“That’s three in a row Tammy! You’ve got a whole one dollar now! I bet you could buy a whole lot more than just Chrissi’s attention with that much money.” Jack said turning to the audience and giving his best Groucho Marx impression. The audience roared to life with laughter, whistles, hoots, and haulers.
“God, you’re such a pig Jack.”
“Well, yes, but all men are really. I just have the good fortune to be able to have a job where I get to embrace it.” Jack said with a sly smile that felt like oil and grease to Tammy.
“But enough about me, today is all about you and what your next case is going to be.”
“Fine… how about case number 23.
“23 it is… Chrissi…” Jack said and Chrissi giggled and stood there smiling until Jack gave her a little wave of his hand and the audience laughed in response.
“Oh, that’s your third bimbo case Tammy! This time the category is, of course, Lips!”
The audience cheered and Jack let them settle down before continuing, “The options are… ‘O’pen for Business, Lickety Split, Fire in the Hole, and Heart Shaped Pout! Audience if you would…
Any thoughts on the choices Tammy?”
Tammy thought about them for a moment as the audience entered their votes, “Well Jack, I’ve read on the Internet that the lip category is all done with the makeup you applied to my face before the show. Somehow it’s activated at the right time and gives a temporary effect for the cameras.”
Jack just laughed and shook his head, “Well, whatever you say Tammy. But the audience has voted so let’s see what they’ve chosen… Heart Shaped Pout!”
The audience roared once more to life and Tammy just couldn’t believe how gullible they were.
“Alright, please activate the Collar of Fate!” Jack said and Tammy felt the now familiar feel of it. She could feel her lips tightening up and a little warmth in them. She reached up and touched them and could feel them form into a slight pout.
“As the audience can see…” Jack said as the monitors in the studio switched over to a closeup of her lips, “Tammy now has a slight pout with her lips forming a nice little heart shape as they do.”
Tammy looked at the monitor in shock, the effect was very real, with what looked like red lipstick on her lips to emphasize the effect. She reached up to try and brush the lipstick off but it didn’t budge at all.
“Shit Jack, that’s really well done, is that lipstick a digital effect or really on my lips?”
“Audience?” Jack asked as he turned to the audience.
“On your lips! On your lips! On your lips! On your lips!” the chat from the audience rang out.
Tammy just rolled her eyes again, wondering how long they’d practiced the chant before the show.
“Sure, whatever guys. Let’s get on with this Jack, I want case number 8 next.”
“You’ve got it Tammy.”
This time Chrissi had finally gotten into the groove of the show and jiggled her way over to the case and opened it without being asked.
“That’s another bimbo case Tammy! That means it’s time for our fourth category… Body Shape! This time the choices are… Corset Trained, Flaired and Funky, Heart Shaped Bottom, and Tipped Forward!”
Tammy let out an “ugh” that caught Jack’s attention.
“See something you like there Tammy?” he asked.
“No… but I think it’s obvious what the choice is going to be. I mean, couldn’t you guys at least do something original instead of the same trick twice?”
Jack laughed and smiled, “Well, I can’t disagree with you on that one, it does seem like the audience is going to pick something that fits in with their previous choice. But I assure you, there are no tricks here! Well, maybe if you give that dollar to Chrissi… but we can’t televise that kind of trick.” Jack said with a chuckle at the end. Chrissi giggled at the attention and waved to everyone in response as more hoots and haulers came from the audience.
“Well you were right on Tammy… Heart Shaped Bottom is it! If the techies would please activate the Collar of Fate once more!”
Tammy felt the collar come alive, but this time instead of staying around her head she felt the vibration moved down her body and onto her butt. Much like with her lips she felt it warm up and start to tingle. By the time the screens around the studio show her butt, it was no longer flat and flabby, but tight and round that seemed to pinch in at the inside of her legs, giving the impression of a heart shape to it.
She reached around and grabbed one of her ass cheeks and gave it a squeeze, “Shit Jack, this is some impressive stuff you’ve got on the show. I bet you could actually sell it, assuming it lasts for more than the half hour or so it takes to film this travesty.”
The audience went from cheers at her grabbing her ass to laughter at her assertion.
“Well I guess we can’t fool you Tammy, so why don’t we just move on to your next case choice?”
“Sure Jack, whatever. How about case 15.”
Jack waited for Chrissi to open the case and then beamed a smile as it revealed another bimbo symbol.
“Well you had three cash cases in a row, and now you’ve got three bimbo cases in a row! It only seems fair, don’t you think?”
Tammy shook her head, “Whatever Jack. This farce won’t last much longer.”
“As that may be, we have another category… Breasts!”
The audience went wild at the announcement of their favourite category and Tammy just looked down at her breasts and sighed. It might have been nice to actually get some slightly larger breasts, but that wasn’t going to happen here.
“And the choices are… Pointing to Heaven, Toys for the Boys, Botched, and Up and Out!”
It didn’t take long for the audience to make up their mind and soon enough Jack was talking again, “Well, by nearly unanimous vote, the audience has chosen… Up and Out!”
Tammy raised an eyebrow, this was sure to be an obvious trick from her viewpoint! Jack continued, “If the technical team would please active the Collar of Fate…” he said and then waved over to where Tammy was standing.
This time the collar vibrated and she felt pressure on her chest, and before her very eyes, she felt her breasts start to push up and out from her. They didn’t stop until the poor small fabric of her top was barely holding on.
“Holy shit Jack, how… I mean, is it some kind of inflation system in the top? They really feel… real.”
“Do I detect a little bit of doubt in your voice there Tammy?” Jack asked with a grin.
“Don’t get so full of yourself Jack, as soon as I get back to the dressing room and pull this thing off I’m sure it will be obvious how it’s done.” she replied, pointing at the thin white top she had put on earlier.
The audience was going nuts, some calling out her being a bimbo already for denying what was obvious, some telling her to keep it up, and some just gawking at her inflated breasts.
“Well then Tammy, what is your next case going to be?”
“Case 2 Jack.” she replied with conviction.
“Alright, case number 2 it is… and it’s a cash case!” Jack said as Chrissi opened it.
“That means you’re up to ten dollars Tammy!”
“Great, I can finally buy a coffee… maybe.” Tammy retorted and Jack just smiled.
“Well, if you want a sandwich with that coffee you’ll have to choose another case…”
“Sure Jack, how about case number 6.”
“You got it, Chrissi… oh, that’s too bad Tammy, your sixth bimbo case.”
“Whatever, it works for me Jack, just more evidence that this is all fake!”
“Alright then, this time the category is… face! And the choices for the audience are… Expressionless, Wide Eyed, White as Snow, and Rhinostone Glitter! Audience, please make your selections now!”
Tammy looked over the choices and wasn’t sure what the audience would pick. Her eyes were already pretty wide, and she never tanned or anything so her skin was pretty pale, but that left the other two.
Before she could figure out which was more likely, Jack started to speak again, “Well the audience is on a role, with the majority picking… Expressionless!”
A cheer came up from the audience as Jack called for the Collar of Fate to be activated once more and Tammy felt it come to life. Like the first several times, it stayed focused on her face and she felt her entire face go numb.
“Well Tammy, want to give us a smile or raise an eyebrow again?” Jack asked.
Tammy tried to do both, but found herself unable to do either.
“I hope you haven’t permanently damaged my nerves Jack! What was it, some kind of microwave-activated numbing agent in the makeup?”
Jack shook his head from side to side, “Oh Tammy, it’s the nanobots of course!”
Tammy just rolled her eyes, as that seemed to be all she could do now, as Jack continued.
“Ok Tammy, two more cases in this round, what is your next case going to be?”
“Fine, if you’re not going to be honest with me, give me case 17.”
“Great choice Tammy, that’s your fifth case, you can afford that sandwich now!” Jack said as the screens in the studio flashed $100 across each of them.
“Ok Tammy, just one more choice left in this round… what’s it going to be?”
“Case 20 Jack.” Tammy said as Chrissi made her way over and opened it.
“That’s another cash case Tammy! Great work! That gives you $1000!”
Tammy smiled, or at least tried to get her face to do so, but to no avail. A grand would come in handy to pay off some of her credit card debt, and who knew, by the time she exposed the show, maybe she’d get a book deal or something!
“Ok Tammy, that’s the end of round one, and you’re pretty much smack dab in the middle of it. Six bimbo cases, and six cash cases.
Now it’s time for The Accountant to do his work and make you an offer.” Jack said, waving toward the shadowy man above the main boards of the game.
As they waited, cheesy suspenseful music played in the background. It wasn’t long before The Accountant returned with his offer.
“I have to say Tammy, The Accountant isn’t very impressed with you so far, he’s very disappointed you haven’t changed your mind about the show even after…” Jack said, waving his hand up and down Tammy’s body.
“Well, I’m not impressed with him either, so that makes two of us.” she replied definitely.
“Ok, well, I have to admit, this is a first for the show… The Accounts offer is… If you admit the show is real… he’ll let you jump right to full-on bimbo right now, no further changes other than the final bimbofication.”
Tammy tried to laugh as hard as she could, the sound even came out but looked so strange with her expressionless face and pouty lips.
Jack waited for her to calm down a little before continuing, “I’ll take that as a no then? And that you want to continue on to the next round?”
She managed to get a hold of herself, “That’s right, a definite no to the offer and yes to the next round. I’m so going to expose this bs…”
Chapter 4 – Round 2
“Welcome back everyone, let’s get round two started. Tammy if you wouldn’t mind I need six cases this time, what is your first one going to be?”
“Let’s start with case number 1 Jack.”
“That’s a bimbo case Tammy! We’re into the mental changes now! This time the category is… Clothing! And the choices are… Beachwear, Sunny Day Special, Sexy Nurse, and Two Pasties and a Mini!”
The audience got right to voting and Jack walked over to Tammy’s podium and leaned against it.
“So Tammy, I know you’re going to deny that anything has changed after this, but what do you think? Do you see yourself living the rest of your life in beachwear? Or maybe sun dresses are more your style? I think we can all agree that a sexy nurse outfit always goes over well with the guys. I’m not so sure about pasties though… they seem a little old fashion…”
“Ugh… god Jack, they’re all stupid and I’ll be dressing whatever way I want. I don’t know how much you pay those other contestants to flounce around in whatever the audience chose for them, but I’m not going to do it.”
Jack chuckled, “Well, we’ll see I’m sure. In the meantime the audience has made a choice!” he said and then walked back over to his own podium.
“And it is… Sexy Nurse!”
Tammy felt the collar come to life once more, but this time it was different, instead of feeling like a vibration it was more like a fog that rolled into her mind. It didn’t last long and when it left she looked down at the two strips of white fabric that covered her and tried to frown.
“Something wrong Tammy?” Jack asked.
“What… ah… no… I don’t think so.” she replied trying to figure why the outfit seemed off now, but not able to put her finger on it.
The audience let out a laugh and Jack joined in, she wasn’t sure why they were laughing but there was something definitely off.
“Well, alright then, what is your next case going to be?” Jack asked.
“Case 5 Jack.”
“Congrats Tammy, that’s a cash case! You’re up to $5000!”
That did make Tammy happy, it would in fact almost pay off all of her debt! But that wasn’t why she was here, instead she needed to focus on exposing the game.
“Alright Tammy, which case is next?” Jack asked and she thought about it for a moment.
“Case 16.” she replied simply.
“That’s a bimbo case Tammy! Time for the next category… Vocabulary!”
The audience cheered as the choices appeared on screen, “The choices are… Klingon, Tender Tendencies, Silly Slut, and One Syllable… or less!”
Tammy wanted to scrunch her forehead, but it refused, the research she’d done on the later stages of the game were mixed about this category. Some of the posters insisted that the contestants must be in on it, while others suggest that they could do it with drugs and subliminal suggestions while the contestants were on stage.
She’d soon find out, but the thought of being drugged did concern her a little.
“And the audience has voted for… Tender Tendencies!
I think the audience has started to find its groove Tammy!”
Tammy felt the collar activate and the fog rolled across her mind once more. When it cleared she looked over at Jack and then to the audience, who were quietly waiting for her to speak.
“Oh goodness Jack… am I alright?” she asked, the words seeming to tumble out of her mouth without her consent, “I… you must have drugged me, and that isn’t a very kind thing to do.”
Jack and the audience laughed in response, “Well that is true, if we’d drugged you that wouldn’t be very nice Tammy. Good thing it’s those pesky little nanobots rewriting your neural pathways then right?”
“Oh you’re so silly Jack, there is no such thing as nanobots, but you have your little fantasy, I don’t mind.” she replied and tried as hard as she could to curse at him.
“Well good, then perhaps you’d like to choose another case?”
“Sure Jack, how about that lovely little case number 21?”
“That’s another cash case Tammy, you’ve got $10,000!”
“Oh that’s so very nice Jack, what about shiny case number 4?”
“You’re on a role Tammy, that’s your ninth cash case, you’re up to $50,000!”
“Oh goodness Jack! That’s so great!”
“You’re down to the last case of the round Tammy, what is it going to be?
“I just have to see what’s in case number 12 Jack.” Tammy said and Chrissi quickly walked over to open it.
“Amazing Tammy! That’s cash case number 10! You’re just three cases away from the billion dollars!”
“Goody!” Tammy said as the reality of it set in, with fifty thousand dollars she could actually afford to put a down payment on a home!
“Ok Tammy, time once again for The Accountant to make you an offer… are you ready?”
“Sure thing Jack, I can’t wait.”
“Alright, here it is. The Accountant is very disappointed with your unwillingness to admit the truth, he’s offering to… oh my, I’ve never seen this before, half your winnings and take you right to full bimbofication.”
The audience gasped at the revelation and a silence fell across the studio as they waited for Tammy’s reply.
“Oh goodness, he seems to be very upset, I’m sorry but I think it’s best if I turn down his offer.”
Jack smiled and nodded, “Alright Tammy, then I just have one last question for you this round… are you going to take the cash and run or are you still determined to prove us a fraud?”
“I’m not going anywhere Jack, let’s get on with the next round.”
The crowd went wild as the show faded out for commercial messages.
Chapter 5 – Round 3
“Ok Tammy, we’re down to 6 cases left and I’m going to need three numbers from you in this round… what is your first one going to be?
“If you please give me case number 13 Jack.”
“You’ve got it… Chrissi?” Jack replied and Chrissi did her thing, revealing another bimbo case.
“That’s not a good start to the round Tammy! This time the category is… Career Change! And the choices are… In Home Care, Dating for Profit, Virtual Video, and Social Media Slut!”
Tammy looked at the choices and knew instantly what the audience would be picking.
Apparently Jack had the same idea, “Well that’s not much of a choice is it Tammy? Should I just call it right now?”
“Oh Jack, don’t, the audience have their needs too.” she replied, trying to be sarcastic but the words coming out as concerned instead.
“Well that didn’t take long anyway… In Home Care! Most fitting with the sexy nurse outfit you’ll be wearing all the time now.”
Tammy rolled her eyes for what seemed like the hundredth time and then felt the fog roll over her mind again.
“How are you making out there nurse Tammy?”
Tammy’s head felt funny afterwards this time, she’d never gone to college or higher education, but it almost felt like a whole lot of new information was in her head trying to bubble up to the top.
“Oh fine Jack, but I’m a little concerned about you… you look tired… are you getting enough sleep? You know there are all kinds of sleep disorders that can have serious health effects.”
Tammy blinked several times at the stream of words that had just come out of her mouth.
“Oh I’m fine Tammy… sure a little tired, but who wouldn’t be with a job like mine? Right Chrissi?” Jack said, tossing his head over his shoulder for the last part towards the remaining cases and Chrissi standing close to them.
Chrissi let out a giggle and then blew Jack a kiss before waving once more to him and the audience.
“Well, no that’s settled, it’s time for another case Tammy, what will it be?”
Tammy tried to sort through everything that was going on in her head but it only seemed to get worse when she tried.
“Ah, case 18?” she managed to get out and Chrissi opened it up quickly.
“That’s better Tammy, you’re up to $100,000!”
Tammy knew that would easily cover her college nursing debt and was excited to get on with the game.
“Oh! Jack, how about cute little case number 7?” she asked.
“Right to it, I like that Tammy. Alright let’s see… oh, back luck on getting a bimbo case for the last case of the round Tammy.” Jack said but Tammy didn’t seem that concerned really.
Instead her mind was rummaging through all kinds of weird beliefs she seemed to hold that were at complete odds with her practical nursing skills. Like vaccines… why did she seem to believe they didn’t work when she’d personally given them to so many people?
She could hear Jack talking about the category for the next change, but she didn’t care about compulsions at the moment as she continued to sort through her own beliefs.
“…and the choices are… Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap, Touchy Feely, Mouth to Mouth, and Strike a Pose!”
She finally focused when she heard Jack’s voice call out “Amazing!”
“What Jack?” she asked.
“I was just saying that it was an amazing result! We don’t often have ties, but the audience just couldn’t resist this time! Both Mouth to Mouth and Touchy Feely had the exact same number of votes from our audience!”
Tammy felt the fog roll in once more and this time when it left Jack was standing right beside her podium, leaning in towards her.
“So Tammy, how are things going up there?” he asked, pointing at her head.
She smiled and reached out and touched his chest, “Oh Jack, that’s so sweet of you to ask! Things are a little… confusing right now, but I’m fine.. honest!”
“Well I’m glad to hear that Tammy. I’m afraid I have some bad news… I have The Account’s last offer right here…” Jack said, waving a piece of card stock in his hand, “but I’m afraid it isn’t good news. His offer is to take back all of the money you’ve won… and still do the full bimbofication on you to boot.”
“That’s not very nice of him…” she said and Jack nodded his head from side to side in agreement.
“So I take it that’s a no then?”
“I think so Jack… it was sweet of him to make an offer, but I don’t think I can accept it.”
“Alright Tammy, just one last question this round, are you still convinced this is all fake and want to go on to the next round?”
Tammy’s mind was swimming, there were still so many things she had to reconcile in her own mind, but the one thing that still burned brightly was the humiliation at dinner with her friends… that grudge was still firmly entrenched in her mind.
“Yes Jack… yes I do.”
Chapter 6 – Finals
The camera zoomed across in front of Tammy and came to rest on Jack as they came back from the commercials, “Welcome back to? Bimbo or Billionaire! We’re in the fourth round with Tammy and I have to say I’ve been very impressed so far!”
Jack smiled and looked over to Tammy as she stood behind her podium, “That’s so kind Jack, thank you!”
“Well Tammy, you deserve it! You’ve shown us all just how determined to prove that we’re all faking it you are! And it hasn’t worked out too badly either! Sure you’ve gone through 10 categories of changes, but you’ve also won 10 cash cases for a total of $100,000!”
The audience cheered at both the bimbofications as well as the money.
“We’re down to the final rounds here, we’ll be opening one case at a time from now on. So let’s get started, what is your first case going to be?”
Tammy looked over at the remaining cases, her mind still a mess trying to work out all the conflicting ideas in her head. Like, if the US government faked the moon landings, why did all the other countries go along with it?
“Tammy?”
“Oh? so sorry Jack? ugh.. how about case? 9.”
“Alright, let’s see? oh no? the second last bimbo case!” Jack said as Tammy hardly paid attention.
“The last bimbo category is? Fetish! And the choices are? Medical Equipment? oh my, do I even need to continue?” Jack asked no one in particular, “Well I guess technically I do so… Nip Clips, Playing Footsie, and Inflation.”
The audience let out a roaring laugh as Jack paused in the middle of the choices, but Tammy was still shuffling through her thoughts. If the earth was flat, why were all the other planets spherical?
“And with 100% of the votes, it’s? Medical Equipment!”
Tammy lost her train of thought as the fog engulfed her mind, when she came back Jack was once again standing in front of her.
“So Tammy? what do you think of this?” he asked pulling something out from behind his back.
She instantly recognized it as a plaster spreader, a small handheld instrument that worked kind of like a reverse set of pliers.
She was about to reply when she felt an intense warmth growing in her loins and instead bit her lower lip and blushed.
“I see you recognize it. I’ll just put it here for the time being.” he said and then set it on the podium in front of her before returning to his own.
“Well Tammy, we’re down to the final three cases. As you know there are no more offers from The Accountant, not that I think you’d like any that he gave at this point anyway. So that means I need another case number from you Tammy. There are two cash cases and one bimbo case left? pick well!”
Tammy was having a hard time taking her eyes off of the plaster spreader, but managed to dart her eyes up to the audience, then back to it, then up to Jack, before finally speaking.
“I? ugh? case number 11 Jack?” she got out and Chrissi walked over and opened it, revealing the final bimbo symbol.
Jack and the audience let out a hearty laugh and then a deafening roar as Tammy’s eyes darted back down to the plaster spreader just in time for the fog to roll over her mind once and for all.
“Well folks, I think Tammy is definitely going to prove, one way or the other, if we fake it here at Bimbo or Billionaire!”
The audience gave thunderous applause as the show’s end credit music rolled and Tammy let out a long overdue giggle.
Chapter 7 – Epilogue
Tammy wiggled into the medical room, her tight dress hugging her ass perfectly to show off its perfect heart shape, while at the same time pushing her tits up even higher than they sat “naturally”.
On top of her long blonde braided hair sat a perfect little nurses cap with a red medical symbol on it that complimented the towering white heels with red soles that adorned her feet.
“Oh… poor baby… did you get a booboo?” she cooed in a near-silent voice as she walked up to the stagehand sitting on the padded table with the stirrups on the right-hand side of it, holding his hand tightly.
“Yeah, sure did Tammy.” the man said with a wide grin on his face.
“Gosh, is that.. what… the third time this week? You really have to take better care of yourself!” she replied and took his hand into her own and he let her inspect it.
It was a small scrape, hardly breaking the skin and no blood at all.
“Let Tammy kiss it better…” she said and then raised it up to her lips and kissed it, holding it to her lips for far longer than needed. By the time she worked her way up his arm and their lips found each other, her hands were all over his chest and back.
For his part, his hands were firmly on her ass.
She let her hands wander farther and farther south until she found his hardening dick under his pants and pulled back just a little.
“Oh my… I think something else might be getting a little too much blood for its own good… I’d better kiss that better too…” she whispered as she undid his pants and pulled them down.
Soon she was bobbing her head up and down in the man’s lap as she bent at the waist so he had a good view of her ass.
Tammy watched her latest patient leave the office and then heard her phone bing with an incoming message. She picked it up and unlocked it to see a message from Daisy.
“We still good for the set visit tomorrow? Gary is really excited!”
Gary was Daisy’s boyfriend and Tammy was excited as well. Daisy was the last of her old friend group to come for a visit to the show.
Jason and Kenny had been the first to come for a visit and she’d shown them that she wasn’t nursing a grudge anymore for them making fun of her silly old beliefs.
She did nurse both of their wounds they claimed to have received when they tripped over a cable, though she hadn’t actually been able to find anything wrong with them.
She’d spent quite a long time with them in the office with their dicks stuffed in each of her holes.
She’d been a little disappointed that neither of them had taken the hint with the tray of medical equipment she’d left out, but Paul hadn’t been a disappointment.
He’d used the rubber hose to tie her to the stirrups, some more of it to wrap around the base of her tits, and several spreaders to open up all of her orifices. Then he’d fucked her hard and fast until Shelly had walked in on them, running out of the office instantly when she realized what was going on.
Paul had sworn aloud, but had finished fucking her anyway. He’d run out of her office before untying her and she’d spend a wonderful hour or so until one of the stagehands had come in and undone the hosing… and then fucked her too!
She was pretty sure that Shelly and Paul were broken up now as Paul had dropped by a few more times and gotten a lot better using the equipment she had at her disposal.
And so that just left Daisy… which she’d left to the end because Tammy knew things about her that no one else did. Like the fact that she was actually bi-sexual, a fact Daisy had confessed to her one night when they’d both been drinking a little too much and sworn Tammy to secrecy about.
Of course Tammy was positive she wouldn’t mind sharing that secret with her current boyfriend… as long as Tammy was eating her out at the time of course.
Tammy giggled and headed over to the supply cabinet to ensure she had everything she’d need to put out around the office before Daisy and Gary arrived the next day.
She was determined to show Daisy just how lucky she’d been on the show, and she was pretty sure Gary would be convinced as well.
Tammy giggled as she had her feet in the stirrups along with two medical clamps on her nipples and a speculum spreading her pussy wide. In one of her hands she had a pinwheel and was rolling it over her clit while her other hand was squeezing her breast.
Just as she was getting ready to cum, she heard the door open and Jack walked in.
“Jack!” she cried out at a barely normal speaking level.
Jack just smiled and walked over, taking the pinwheel from her hand and rolling it over her breasts a few times, “You know Tammy, I thought you’d make a great nurse around the set, but I think I might have to reconsider my decision.”
Tammy nearly panicked, and orgasmed at the same time. She couldn’t imagine working anywhere other than the show, they’d been so good to her after she had lost!
“But… but… why?” she whispered as he continued and she let out a soft moan as he worked his way down to her clit again with the pinwheel.
“Well, honestly, we hardly had any injuries on set before. Sure, there were a few small instances, but nothing major. Maybe a half dozen a season. But since you’ve come on board… there hasn’t been a week go by without at least a dozen ‘trips’ to the nurse’s office by the staff! Our insurance is going through the roof!”
Tammy just moaned, it kinda sounded like she was doing a good job to her.
“But I do have some good news…” he said and ran the pinwheel over her clit several times quickly.
“I’ve been playing a lot of sports recently, and well, I’m not getting any younger… so the show agreed to let me take you on as my live-in, private nurse… to make sure I’m at peak health all the time. How does that sound?”
“Oh god Jack… yes! Yes! Make me your in-home nurse! I’ll take care of every little ache and pain you have!” she cried out nearly silently as Jack pushed the pinwheel into her clit hard and rocked it back and forth.
She orgasmed hard as Jack leaned over and french kissed her, which she eagerly returned.
When he left, she couldn’t believe how lucky she was, and how stupid she had been. How could she ever have thought Bimbo or Billionaire was fake?
It hadn’t done much to her of course, clearly she had always been a bimbo, just in denial. How else could she explain all the silly ideas she’d had in her head before? The show had just let out her inner bimbo and taught her what it meant to be the best bimbo she could be.
Tammy quickly removed the clamps from her nipples, the speculum from her pussy and cleaned everything up and got dressed. She was a little sad to leave the medical office, but maybe Jack would let her set one up at his house, then she’d have everything she could ever want or hope for.
End
Want to write an episode?
If you want to write an episode of “Bimbo or Billionaire” then you have my permission if you follow these guidelines:
- Before publishing your story you must send me a copy for review at TheHandsThatLead@gmail.com, if I don’t respond within a week you can assume its fine and post it. If I have any changes I think are required I’ll let you know as soon as I can.
- You cannot sell your story and you must publish it on mcstories.com (you can post it anywhere else you like as well). That means you have to follow Simon’s guidelines on subject matter. See mcstories.com’s FAQ (mcstories.com/FAQ.html) for more detail.
- You must credit this story and myself with a link back to this story on mcstories.com.
- The main characters in the show (Jack, Dan, Chrissi, The Accountant and those yet to be written) and the contestants I write should not be altered in your story. If you want to make changes to any of the main characters in your story arc, you should substitute them with a “guest” version for the episode.
- The game is not rigged per say, but is heavily in favour of the house (like all good games for profit 😉 and is therefore theoretically winnable. However winning episodes should be an exceptionally rare occurrence.
- Winning episodes should end with an epilogue that effectively returns the money to the show somehow and takes advantage of the changes the contestant underwent.
- The game has a specific structure to it, you will not alter it. You can fiddle with the details, perhaps have a double down day where the cash and changes are both doubled up for a round.
- The board layout is as follows:
| Case | Bimbo Side | Cash Side |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Hair | $0.01 |
| 2 | Voice | $0.10 |
| 3 | Lips | $1 |
| 4 | Body Shape | $10 |
| 5 | Breasts | $100 |
| 6 | Face | $1,000 |
| 7 | Clothing Style | $5,000 |
| 8 | Vocabulary | $10,000 |
| 9 | Career Change | $50,000 |
| 10 | Compulsion | $100,000 |
| 11 | Fetish | $500,000 |
| 12 | Intelligence | $1,000,000,000 |
- The categories are not random but the options in each one are. You’ll also notice the cash side does not go up linearly, this is on purpose to keep a contestant playing for as long as possible. Likewise The Accountant will usually lowball his offer to keep them in the game.
- Your random options in each category should be different than mine. You can use a few from my story to create a bridge back but the fun part of the game is seeing different options and results.
- The show has five rounds, 12 cases in the first, 6 in the second, 3 in the third, 1 in the fourth and fifth.
- You should not take text directly from my story except where appropriate. For example the banter between Jack and Sharon shouldn’t be copied in to your story. On the other hand, the opening description and Jack’s introduction of the game is perfectly fine to copy verbatim. Just use your common sense, if it’s something that is unique to one episode then it shouldn’t be copied, if it would be common in many episodes you can copy it to yours.
- If you would like to break any of the above guidelines, you can e-mail me and ask permission. Make sure to include a description of what you want to do and why. If I don’t respond you must assume the answer is NO.
- The board layout for the holiday special is as follows:
| Case | Bimbo Side | Cash Side |
|---|---|---|
| 1 | Hair | $100 |
| 2 | Voice | $500 |
| 3 | Lips | $1,000 |
| 4 | Body Shape | $5,000 |
| 5 | Breasts | $10,000 |
| 6 | Face | $50,000 |
| 7 | Clothing Style | $100,000 |
| 8 | Vocabulary | $200,000 |
| 9 | Career Change | $500,000 |
| 10 | Compulsion | $750,000 |
| 11 | Fetish | $1,000,000 |
| 12 | Intelligence | $5,000,000 |
- In a holiday special episode, the contestant should never take the deal from the Accountant unless it is for the full $5m, which of course the Accountant will never offer unless it also goes along with the final transformation in to a full bimbo.
- The holiday special also features the “Celebrity Special” selection in the “Career Change” category (aka, it is always one of the option in that category).