by TheHandsThatLead, copyright (c) 2015
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CODES: mf, md, mc, gr
SYNOPSIS: Bri is a bimbo and she’s got a problem, is there anything that can help?
- 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.
Author’s Notes: If anyone is interested, I do some short writing on my blog (https://thehandsthatlead.blog) as well.
Bri was sucking Jim’s cock, just like she did every morning and he seemed to enjoy it. She did to, after all there wasn’t anything better than getting a good breakfast first thing in the morning!
The best part of sucking his dick though was that she didn’t have to worry about her problem, with a glorious cock between her lips the world was just perfect. And the moan from Jim told her she was doing a good job too!
She felt his hands grab hold of her head through the sheets and push her down on to his shaft, she tried to giggle a little as she let him guide her up and down. The pace quickened shortly after that and in just a few more minutes she felt his pre-cum hit the back of her throat, followed by her prize for doing such a good job.
She took in all down, sucked every last drop from him and then had her own orgasm. Afterwards she checked to make sure none of his cum had escaped her, she found a drop in his pubic hair and greedily sucked it up.
“Fuck Bri, you’re the best way to wake up in the morning!”
“Like thanks Jimmy!”
Jim rolled the sheets back and Bri’s world collapsed in on her again, her joy overshadowed by her problem once more.
She saw it in his eyes when she came in to view, not lust or desire, not even sympathy or disgust, just nothing at all. He looked at her acne scarred face, her stringy brown hair, slightly too large nose and small lips and didn’t see the bimbo that Bri really was.
She knew she could suck and fuck just as good as any bimbo and she loved doing it. She was dumb and trashy and easy. Everything she needed to be a bimbo, except a body.
Her face was only part of it, no matter how much she worked out the fat just went to the wrong places. Her tits were small, just A cups and her butt was flat. Her slight tummy fat just would not go away and her skin tone was uneven at best.
She’d managed to get Jim by, well, doing what bimbo’s do and giving him a blowjob in the club they were at. He was a nice enough guy, liked to fuck her and paid a bit of attention to her when they weren’t in bed. In fact he had been the best boyfriend she’d ever had.
She knew she would be losing him soon.
There were too many real bimbo’s around these days. She didn’t know where they had come from but they had bodies she’d die for and were just as slutty as she was.
She’d seen it happen to one of her ‘friends’ from the salon, they seemed to always have the same appointment time. She’d been so smart, went to teachers college and was teaching in high school. Then one day she showed up completely different. Her hair was blond, her tits were big, her body was tight and she giggled at just about anything anyone said.
She was the bimbo Bri really wanted to be!
She knew soon enough one of these new bimbo’s would find Jim too good to pass up and then she’d be out on her own again.
Bri walked in to the salon, once more hoping beyond hope they could do something with her hair, but it was a lost cause. Cynthia was a sweetheart about it and did what she could but Bri knew her problem would be too great to overcome. She’d tried to dye it blond, but the colour had come out wrong every time. And worse yet, last time it had become so brittle they’d had to cut most of it off!
She let Cynthia work the shampoo in her hair and she drifted off a bit, like a good bimbo often did, but something caught her attention. A conversation between Cynthia and someone else.
“Yea, those bimbo pills are everywhere these days, you can’t be too careful. One of my girlfriends was out at a club and a guy spiked her drink with one. She went from being a VP at her bank to dancing at some strip club downtown in a week!”
“Tell me about it Cynthia, a guy tried that on me last weekend. I kicked him in the balls! I don’t think he’ll be trying that again anytime soon.”
“Like, bimbo pills?” Bri asked.
“Oh, haven’t you heard? There’s this new designer drug going around. One little pill will take a normal woman and make her in to a complete bimbo. Big tits, tiny waist and not a thought in her mind but sex. It’s a real problem.”
“Ok, Bri, we’re done, let’s get you in to the dryer.”
Bri walked over to the dryer, its high pitched wail drowned out everything else and Bri enjoyed the noise it made, it cleared her head of any thoughts that might be lurking around in it.
Bri was a bimbo and so thoughts didn’t come easily to her, but she was a bimbo with a problem and suddenly out of nowhere a thought came to her.
‘Like, if I take one of those bimbo pill, I’ll totally have a hot body! And then I’ll get to keep Jim!’
Bri walked down the street towards the bar, it was still mid-day and they wouldn’t be opening for a while yet but that thought hadn’t made it in to her head. Having three thoughts for the day had stressed her bimbo mind out far too much already!
The first thought was to use a bimbo pill, the second that it would let her keep Jim and the third had been to see Mark at the club. He’d tried several times to sell her drugs but being a bimbo meant the only drug she needed came out of the end of a nice hard dick and he didn’t have one of those. Well he had one but he seemed to be more interested in the guys she had been with then her.
She opened the door and found the place empty, but her luck held out and Mark was doing paperwork behind the bar.
Without looking up he said, “We’re closed until 4, come back in a couple hours.”
“But, like Mark, I need to talk to you now.”
“Oh, hi Bri, I didn’t know it was you. Come on in and have a seat.”
“Like, ok, thanks.”
“So what do you need to talk to me about?”
“You know how you tried to sell me drugs before?”
“Yes, I seem to recall…”
“Well, I totally need some drugs now.”
“Really, anything you were looking for in particular?”
“Ummmm…” the thought fled her mind momentarily. She knew it was important and used all her focus to bring it back.
“Like, I heard there was a new one… totally some kind of, like, bimbo pill?”
“Ah yes, the pink poppers. They’re really popular with the guys, but I don’t get many women looking for them.”
“Uh hun. So like, how much?” she said, her face bright with a big smile.
“For you, well I guess $120 should do it.”
She looked in her purse for some money but having three thoughts and focusing on getting the pill had left her with even less brain power than normal, if that was even possible. She opened her wallet and pushed it towards Mark.
“Like, do I have enough?”
Mark pulled out a few bills and then retrieved a small box from under the counter. He pulled out a small paper sleeve with single pink pill in it and handed it to her.
“giggle Thanks Mark, you’re the best!”
Jim held the pill in his hand, “Are you sure about this Bri? You’re already a bimbo, you don’t really need this you know.”
“All I want is to, like, be the best bimbo for you! I don’t want to lose you to some new bimbo that has a better body than mine!”
“Well if you’re sure, then let’s see what happens.”
Jim went in to the kitchen and returned with a glass of water in one hand and the pill in the other.
“Ok, are you comfortable in the chair? Do want to move to the couch or the bedroom?”
“Like, I totally love the bedroom!” she said, grabbing Jim’s hand and leading him towards it.
Bri laid down naked on the bed, Jim had suggested she get undressed and she loved being naked anyway so I seemed like a good idea.
He held her head up a bit and placed the pill in her mouth, then tipped the glass forward so she could take a sip and wash it down.
The pill slide down her throat easily and she giggled in excitement, she’d have the body she wanted real soon!
A moment later she felt the first effects, an overall warmth enveloped her and she moaned in pleasure. The next few minutes were a haze for Bri as the pill reshaped her body.
When it finally ended, she returned to her regular bimbo self and she knew it had worked! She could feel the weight of her new tits on her chest and everything felt better. No not just better, sexier, hornier, perfect!
Bri sat up and looked at Jim, she knew everything was perfect when she saw the lust in his eyes. She turned to look in the mirror and saw her new reflection staring back at her. Her tits were huge, at least DD’s, her waist was tiny and tight and her ass was firm and rounded. Her skin was completely clear, a small adorable nose was centered on her face just above two thick pouty lips. And her hair! Long and blond!
She finally had the bimbo body she had always wanted. She turned back to Jim and nearly jumped him, she needed him inside her now!
They tumbled back on to the bed and Jim grabbed her large melons, ‘Geez, these things are huge, I’m going to have back problems real soon.’ she thought.
The strange thought in Bri’s head was unwelcome, but the pleasure from Jim’s hands more than made up for it.
Jim moved in and attacked her mouth, pushing his tongue in deep, ‘How am I ever going to be able to have a conversation with these two pillows on my face, no one will take me seriously!’
Bri pushed the thought down hard, Jim was going to fuck her and that’s all that mattered.
“Like, get your dick in my now Jim. I really need your penis inside of me quickly!”
Jim didn’t notice, but Bri had never used ‘penis’ before to talk about his dick, he however did oblige her and rolled her over so he could take her doggy style. She got up on her hands and knees and Jim entered her from behind. She looked forward and saw her own reflection in the mirror. It should have been the best thing she had ever seen, but instead another thought came to her.
‘I can’t believe I’m letting him fuck me like this, I deserve better! I’m not some dumb bimbo he can take any way he likes!’
Beatrice felt disgust well up inside of her, he wasn’t very good and she could do better than him. She was about to tell him to stop when he grabbed her hair and pulled her upright with one hand and squeezed one of her tits with the other.
A massive wave of pleasure coursed through her body and a guttural moan escaped her lips as he continued to maul them.
‘Fuck, what was that!’
She didn’t have time to do anything else before Jim moved one of his hands down to her clit and started rubbing it.
If the pleasure from Jim groping her tits had been a wave, the feeling from her clit was a tsunami! She called out in ecstasy as Jim continued to rub her.
Jim pushed her face down on to the bed and slide his penis in to vagina, she laid there panting as her body worked on automatic pilot and responded to each new wave of pleasure as Jim thrust deeper in to her.
When he was ready, Jim rolled her over on to her back and moved her head over the side of the bed. Still recovering from the asult on her senses she didn’t have time to say anything as he stood at the side of the bed and proceeded to put his penis in her mouth.
He grabbed each of her breasts and pinched the nipples sending wave after wave of pleasure threw Beatrice. After she had orgasmed several times he finally released his load down her throat.
Her final orgasm exploded like a supernova as his semen hit the back of her throat. Her whole body responded until finally she could take no more and passed out in the afterglow. One last thought going through her head before she lost total consciousness.
‘Fuck me, now I have a body that looks and responds like a bimbo but I’m not a bimbo anymore!’