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Veronica loved the gym. After a long day as an ER nurse it was her sweet release after a tough day. She loved the brain chemical high she got from running on the treadmill.
Veronica looked up at the news reports on the Gym’s TV. As usual it was always about the mysterious man “The Perv”. A man that apparently possessed the powers to change and alter women. Morphing their bodies into bimbofied versions of themselves, installing a fake personality to run their new body, and locking away the woman’s original mind deep inside. Rumor had it the original woman was a passenger in her body as the new personality roamed the world fucking anything in sight.
Jessica Sistern was on the screen. The Perv’s latest victim. She was really attractive before. A feminism activist who had really been drawing attention to her cause before the Bimbofication. They showed her slim athletic build and normal face in the first image, and the next showed a platinum blonde sex doll with pigtails, the biggest breasts and ass Veronica had ever seen, a tramp stamp that said “Bimbo”, and bright purple eyes. The signature mark of The Perv. Jessica was now “Sissy” one of the top rated pornstars on the internet. She was quickly scooped up by an agency and put on camera. Sissy’s porn name was Sissy Acres for her huge amount of real estate of flesh with her tits and ass. Sissy loved the limelight and had about 3 new videos everyday to purchase.
Veronica was running, almost completing her daily 2 mile run on the machine when time froze. She could look around with her eyes but not move... The Perv was here. The only victim to ever get de-Bimbofied for a short time was Lisa Harmine and she stated if you could move your eyes around and everything else was still frozen in time you were his target.
Veronica panicked, she wanted to run, to scream, to get help but her body stayed frozen in a running position on the treadmill. She didn’t want to end up a big tit Bimbo like Sissy Acres or any of the other 26 girls...
A man in all black military gear, a morph suit face mask, and mirrored sunglasses walked up to her.
“Veronica Madina, it’s a pleasure my darling!” The Perv said as he reached down Veronica’s sports bra and felt her C cup breasts. We’re going to have so much fun!” The Perv exclaimed. He poked the middle of her forehead and all went black.
Veronica woke up standing stark naked in a dark concrete room with a single light hanging above her. She could move her head around, but her body was still frozen in place.
She let out a yell for help but nothing happened. She was scared, and panicked. Was she about to be murdered? The Perv never took women anywhere. Well actually how would anyone know? If he truly was a master of teleportation and time travel maybe he needed machines or something to Bimbofy his victims and return them to their original location before unfreezing time.
She saw blinking red lights in the dark. Small almost like a camera’s recording light. The Perv stepped into her light still wearing his typical outfit. He walked in with a tripod and camera, and a 3 panel mirror. He set the camera low on the ground pointed up at her, and the mirror so she could see herself.
She was about to speak, and he held up a finger magically muting her.
“Veronica Madina. ER Nurse, Mexican-American. 3rd generation, perfect English, you know very little Spanish. 5 foot 7 inches, Dark black hair, deep brown eyes, a seductive face, small nose, beautiful smile, gorgeous tanned skin. C cup breasts, small waist, and an ass that no matter how hard you run just won’t match the rest of your body. It’s Sooooo jiggly.” The Perv said as he pulled one of her butt cheeks outward and then letting it go taking in her full jiggle.
“I have you here today for a new fantasy I’ve been working on. Normally I change the girls as I see fit, but I want you to be in charge of how you’ll change. I’ll mention a part of your body and you will tell me how to alter it.”
Veronica thought this was a trick. She could simply demand no changes and he’d oblige. She didn’t want to become a sex object. He had something up his sleeve for sure.
“I’ll be using a truth serum injected into your body. This will allow your deepest desires to come out. I will modify your body to the exact specifications you desire. I won’t be in the creative seat for this. I’ve brought you a mirror for you to view the changes and cameras to document the experiment. I’ll be uploading it on the internet to show the world how women truly want to look.” The Perv explained.
He walked over to her and injected her with truth serum.
Veronica’s brain felt loopy. Slow, tired. She couldn’t lie if she wanted to, she just didn’t have the creative brain power to think of anything but answer his questions honestly.
“Let’s begin Veronica, if you could would you try and kill me to escape?”
“Yes” Veronica replied in a monotone voice that didn’t sound like her own.
“Would you fuck me right now?”
“No”
“Do you want your body to be modified?”
This was it Veronica had to say no, she didn’t want to become a whore. She wanted to become a doctor and provide for herself. But a small whisper in the core of her mind wanted this. The thought got bigger and bigger, she couldn’t hold it down with the truth serum. The truth bubbled out and as embarrassing as it was Veronica told The Perv “Yes”
“Excellent! I’m thrilled, let’s get started with your lovely face!” The Perv said gleefully.
“Describe your dream face to me, and I will make it reality.”
Before Veronica could muster up a response the truth was bubbling out of her mouth from her true inner desires. Seeing Jessica turned into Sissy deep down turned her on. What a life it must be to stress free and know your purpose in life as a man’s pleasure toy. As guilty as she felt saying the words. Veronica knew the truth serum actually made her say the wholehearted truth.
“I’d love my face to look like popular Mexican signers. Smooth, large eyes, big lips, small nose, something I can use to make lots of sexy facial expressions at men.”
The Perv made this happen for Veronica. Her face got painfully hot and she watched as her face mixed with American blood shifted into that of a true Mexican beauty. Her skin smoothed out to a flawless sheen, her eyes and eyebrows raised to make her look interested in anything and everything, her lips puffed up large, but nothing too pornographic like Sissy’s. Veronica’s nose shrank. The last thing that changed was her eyes from deep brown to bright purple. The signature mark of the Perv.
Permanent Makeup was applied heavily. Giving her the desired pop star look she wanted. Long lashes, glimmer blush and eyeshadow, sparkly lip gloss to finish off her dazzling new face.
Veronica should have been mortified in how she looked. Every nerve in her body wanted to reflex at the disgusting site of what she was turning herself into, but all that came out was a loud sexual moan as she looked at herself. It didn’t matter what she thought of herself, her inner desires were driving this ship. She couldn’t deny this is what Veronica wanted to look like.
“Absolutely lovely choices babe! Let’s talk about your voice! Remember these pair together so choosing a good octave, and style are important.” The Perv stated.
Veronica didn’t even bother resisting this time. She was over it. She knew the very first thought was the truth and would dominate her brain to say it first. She wanted to have a Spanish singing voice, where Spanish was her first language, and English was her second and heavily accented.
“I want an exotic high pitched singing voice. Where Spanish is my first language, and heavily accented English is my second!” Veronica stated in her monotone truth serumed voice.
“Your wish is my demand baby! You’re going to need to repeat after me!
“I’m Veronica Madina, and I’d love to suck your cock sir!” The Perv said in an excited voice.
“I’m Veronica Madina, and I’d love to suck your cock sir!” Veronica said in a cheery and sexy voice. Her voice was smooth and refined. Years of training to be an ER nurse she had to break the stereotypes and speak fluent American English to comfort her patients.
“I’m Veronica Madina, and I’d love to suck your cock sir!” This time in a high pitched voice like a pop singer. She repeated again.
Veronica’s brain hurt. It felt like someone flipped it upside down and shook it. She was so dizzy. When she came to her inner thoughts were in Spanish not English! This was so weird she thought.
"¡Soy Veronica Madina, y me encantaría chuparle la polla, señor!” Veronica said in a high pitched come fuck me tone.
The Perv chuckled. Moving his hands her increased her English to be fluent but left a ton of Spanish in her vocabulary to heavily influence her accent, and to make some words hard to say in English.
“I’m Veronica Madina, and I’d love to suck your cock señor” She said in a high pitched seductive purr with a thick Spanish accent.
Veronica felt so weird inside. She had to transfer all of her thoughts from Spanish into English before speaking. Definitely a change that would take some adjustments.
“What are you thinking for your body? Let’s start with your breasts.” The Perv asked.
Veronica remembered Sissy’s K cup monsters. She wanted to be able to dance so she didn’t want to go that large, but definitely close.
“I’d love H cups please!” Veronica’s voice sounded like she was practically begging.
Her breasts started to shift and rise. The warmth made her moan and drool. As they expanded and stopped she couldn’t believe what words came out of her mouth.
“Bigger” she said. The truth serum induced thoughts had a different idea after feeling her breasts so warm and delightful.
The grew again. From H’s to I’s. She didn’t want it to stop.
“Bigger” she moaned again.
I’s to J’s they grew once more.
“BIGGER” She screamed in sexual ecstasy.
The Perv couldn’t believe it, this bitch was crazy. He pumped her up to M’s, gave them the gravity defying skin to hold them proud and tall.
Veronica could barely see the mirror anymore. She couldn’t see below her jutting chest. She’d never be able to run ever again with tiddies like these. She wasn’t even certain that she could drive a car. Let alone sit in one with a seat belt. Before she could collect herself mentally her brain blurted out what she wanted done with her nipples.
“Large areolas please! I want thick inch long nipples, and gold hoops installed through them!” Veronica purred.
Why did she say that! Shit. She just thought Sissy looked crazy and her she was asking The Perv to make her tiddies look even more ridiculous...
Veronica’s nipples grew and she got dizzy again, her areolas enlarged to that of a coffee cup and stayed that gorgeous Mexican brown color. Gold hoops were magically inserted. Her nipples were so sensitive to the gold hoops that she started drooling down her tiddies again.
This was The Perv’s favorite part. He wasn’t even going to ask Veronica how much jiggle she wanted. He already knew the answer.
Veronica started doing jumping jacks in place. Her fit body moved effortlessly. Her tiddies were rock hard from the gravity defying physics but this started to change. With each jumping jack they bounced more and more. Eventually so much that she felt extremely off balance, and her gold hoops bouncing along made her moan like she was taking dick.
She stopped jumping and The Perv commanded her to lean forward and snap her back, backwards. This caused her tiddies to jiggle like crazy left and right in mesmerizing motions. She started to giggle at the state her body was in.
The Perv had to snap his fingers in front of her face to bring Veronica back to reality. God was she horny.
“Let’s talk about the rest of your body now, what are you thinking?” Asked the Perv.
Veronica loved Spanish belly dancers. The exotic movements of their tiddies, hips, and ass mesmerized audiences.
“Shorten my calves so I always wear heels, expand my hips so I wiggle them, please weaken the muscles in them so I can swing them easily, make my waist impossibly small, I want a large ass that doesn’t stop jiggling EVER when I move. I want my back altered so my tiddies always stick out far.”
Veronica couldn’t believe it. She just turned herself into a pornstar belly dancer. Her guilt was melting away with each change she chose. She was already down this path, might as well embrace it.
“Genie does as you wish señorita!” The Perv exclaimed.
Veronica’s toes raised and she was standing on her tip-toes permanently. Her hips shifted and buckled widening to extreme cartoon proportions. Veronica felt her lower ribs shift and disappear as her waist shrank to an impossible level of small. Like she had an invisible corset on at all times. Her hips weakened and became wobbly. She would have no concerns wobbling and jiggling around her fans while she danced. Her ass plumped up and got the consistency of jello. Her rapid breathing as the changes happened caused both her tiddies and badonka donk to wobble around inviting all to stare. The last change altered he posture to always put her tiddies on display. This would be excellent for lap dances.
The air shimmered around Veronica. She was dressed in tall purple heels. A purple and pink skirt that was long in the front and back, but showed off her legs. A golden bejeweled bra with holes in it to showcase her areolas, inch thick nipples, and golden hoops. She had a gold hoops around her arms, and gold hoop head piece with jewels.
The Perv grabbed a chair, unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He commanded Veronica to start a lap dance on camera as she strutted around him.
Her body wiggled, jiggled and screamed for sex. Walking made Veronica moan, she wanted to drool and suck on his dick, but she had to finish her lap dance first. The Perv tugged on her golden hoops, and she almost fell over from the pleasure. As she circled around him sticking her tiddies in his face, and letting him slap her wobbly ass silly she moved her body like a belly dancer.
The Perv was enjoying watching this woman dance before him. He’d have to do this truth experiment more often. Who knew deep down inside this Mexican ER nurse this is who she truly wanted to be. He commanded her to have sex with him.
Veronica lifted her skirt up and mounted herself on The Perv’s cock. She knew she was in trouble. Whenever his cock was inside it was a mental change that was bound to happen. Veronica liked dancing for him. Much better than working 12 hour shifts in the ER.
The Perv always scrambled women into brain dead objects when he fucked them in the pussy. He had learned some new techniques and he wanted to rename her and leave a few basic commands. As he began to fuck her he got to work.
Veronica started to move and grind on his cock. He in turn started pumping into her faster. This was bad. Her mind was burning. With each thrust of his dick she lost memories. Years of medical school evaporated in moments, her friends, family, cherished memories all started to disappear. She moaned, she screamed, she begged for him to unload in her needing pussy. When he finally came Veronica was frothing out her mouth, and didn’t even know her own name besides the one he gave her. Moana Madina. It was really “Moan-a” but she could get by easily with either pronunciation. She only knew how to beg for dick in Spanish, and give personal dances. Veronica Madina was gone. All that remained was a jizz covered exotic belly dancer!
“¡Por favor, fóllame señor! ¡Necesito más polla papi!” She begged. It’s all Moana kept saying.
Veronica woke up in bed covered in sweat and screaming. She looked down and there were no massive breasts, she wasn’t a sex doll belly dancer. It was all a terrible nightmare. She lived alone. Her boyfriend had dumped her for a blonde with big tits a few weeks back. I’m sure Carter would have loved Moana from her nightmare.
She took a shower, got dressed for work in her scrubs and grabbed her phone on the way to the door. Over 120 messages. 60 missed calls. All from family and friends. She opened one from Carter her ex that was the newest on her phone. It was a video link of Veronica naked in a concrete room with a single light... she played the video and saw her body changing, she saw herself asking The Perv for the changes. The Perv cut his voice sections out. The video was 42 minutes long and she scrubbed through the footage at double speed. She saw all the different angles of her turning from an ER nurse into a sex doll belly dancer. The video ended with The Perv fucking her silly. She could watch the iQ points leaving her brain with each thrust. At the end she was Moana begging The Perv for more cock.
Veronica was horrified this was real. The Perv did all these things to her, and she asked for it. Then she fucked him... he must have reverted her back, and placed her in bed. But why? Why not leave her Moana the brainless Spanish Bimbo dancer.
Veronica walked into her closet. The belly dancer outfit was there with a phone number in the ginormous bra. “Put this on, and call me if you liked last night. The note said. She didn’t even think, she was disappointed when she woke up thinking this was a dream. Truth serum or not. Her old life was tame and boring compared to being Moana. Veronica’s subconscious started moving her body before she noticed, her scrubs came off. She slipped into all the belly dancing Bimbo attire. She called the number on her phone and the other end was silent.
“Hello, uhm this is Veronica. I have the outfit on. I uhm, well I really liked last night after I watched the videos.” She said into her phone.
“Do you want it? What’s your real name?!”Asked The Perv is his deep voice.
“Yes! My name is Moana... please turn me
back!” Exclaimed Veronica. She was fully herself now, no truth serum at all fogging her cognitive abilities.
“Tell me what you want!” Bellowed The Perv
“I want to be Moana the brain dead sex doll Bimbo belly dancer from last night. The girl in the videos at the end. I want you to fuck me stupid, I want MY SLUT body back!!!” Veronica screamed!
Holy fuck, Veronica couldn’t believe what she said. She just begged the most powerful mind and body control master to turn her into a dancing jiggling, cum receptacle like in her video.
“Your wish is my command!” Said the Perv.
Veronica was teleported back into his lair. He bent her over, penetrated her, and as he started fucking her in and out. Each thrust destroyed her mind, renamed her Moana and restored the body Veronica begged for. When he finally jizzed in her locking in her body as a Bimbo belly dancer, and destroying her mind Veronica giggled and said:
“¡Por favor, fóllame señor! ¡Necesito más polla papi!” She begged. It’s all Moana kept saying.
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