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"This is going to be so much fun!" said Valerie as they waited for the elevator. "I can't believe the guys actually came up with this idea on their own!"
"Yeah, last Valentine's day I had to drop hints forever that I wanted diamond earrings, and what did Rob get me? Those dangley plastic hearts, the cheap bastard, and a negligee!" said Tracey. "I guess a month without sex taught him to put more thought and more cash into this year's present. At least I hope so. I've never actually heard of this "Pampered Princess" place."
She looked again at the gift certificate from The Pampered Princess Day Spa, good for 'The Works' whatever that entailed.
"Yeah, me neither. But the building is nice enough." Valerie observed. "And if it sucks, we can always leave. It's not like we paid for it."
The two friends giggled at that and the elevator arrived.
"What floor, ladies?" asked the little old elevator operator. The girls were surprised, not aware that there still were such people.
"Uh, Pampered Princess Day Spa?" said Valerie as they stepped in. "Suite 321"
"Oh-ho! Lucky ladies indeed! Pampered Princesses to the 32nd floor!" he exclaimed and punched the button.
They started up.
"So, it's a nice place?" asked Tracey.
"Well, I'll say this: I've never seem a lady leave without a big smile on her face!" he said with a wink.
They arrived on the 32nd floor and the old man held the door open and bowed with a flourish.
“Prepare to be pampered, princesses,” he declared.
“God, he was kind of creepy, wasn’t he,” said Tracey after the doors closed.
“Oh, he’s just some old guy trying to make the best of what has to be the most boring job in the world,” said Valerie.
“He was staring at your tits the whole time!” Tracey pointed out.
“Well, he wasn’t likely to be staring at yours, now was he!” Valerie sniped.
Tracey burned with embarrassed anger. Her lack of development was a sore point and had been since high school when Valerie blossomed into B cups and Tracey’s tits gave a little pop and decided they were done. Valerie immediately regretted her words.
“Look, I’m sorry. Let’s not fight. Our boyfriends spent a lot of money for us to be pampered and have a nice, relaxing day and there’s no one I’d rather spend it with than my best friend.”
Tracey sighed and gave a sheepish smiled.
“That’s o.k. I just didn’t like the old guy,” she said.
“Well, maybe he’ll be gone by the time we leave,” said Valerie. “I don’t know what ‘The Works’ entails, but it better include a really long massage!”
“Oh yeah!” Tracey declared. “By a really hot Scandinavian guy!”
They giggled and proceeded to the spa, gift certificates in hand.
“What the?” exclaimed Valerie when she got to the first door. “BimboTech? What the hell is that? But it says suite 321, just like it does on the gift certificates. God, if this is a joke, Peter is so dead!”
“It can’t be,” Tracey told her. “The creepy old guy said that Pampered Princesses was on this floor. It must just be a misprint.”
The two friends walked down the corridor looking at all the other doors, but every other door was unlabeled and, when they tried them, locked. At last they found themselves in front of the “BimboTech” door again.
“Should we go ask them where Pampered Princesses is? If they misprinted a lot of gift certificates, they probably get this a lot.”
“I don’t think so. I think I remember my sister mentioning this company. I don’t know what they do, but they plastered her college campus with these fliers with a picture of a big-breasted bimbo saying ‘A Woman’s Place is on her Knees’.”
“God, that’s horrible!” Valerie exclaimed. “How can they do that! The college should sue! Let’s just go back to the lobby and see if they have a directory.”
So they returned to the elevator and pushed the call button. They waited and waited. They pushed the button again. And again. They waited with increasing agitation.
“Why the fuck isn’t there a stairway?” Valerie demanded for the third time. “It’s against the fucking fire code!”
“It’s that old man,” said Tracey. “He trapped us up here!”
Valerie put her palm to her forehead in frustration.
“I guess we have to go in there and ask if there’s another way down. There must be! This is insane!”
Tracey sighed and agreed. They opened the door labeled “BimboTech Inc.” and walked inside. There behind a reception counter was a black woman with enormous fake boobs. She wore a tight mini dress of bright yellow microfiber with a ‘neckline’ that came closer to her navel than her neck. Big yellow plastic hoops dangled from her earlobes and her lipstick and nail polish matched her outfit. She was filing her nails when the two women entered but she put the file down and gave them a big, stupid, welcoming smile.
“Hi! Welcome to BimboTech! My name’s Tittiefuck. How can I help you?”
The two friends stared, aghast. The shock of the woman’s appearance and her improbable name for a moment made them forget their plight. Valerie recovered first.
“Look, we just want to get out of here and the elevator’s broke. We need another way down.”
“But you just got here,” the receptionist objected, looking very confused.
“We didn’t want to come here at all,” Tracey explained impatiently. “We wanted to go to a spa!”
“Oh!” exclaimed the receptionist. “We have a spa here! Are you a pampered princess?”
The girls looked at their gift certificates with dawning disgust.
“Peter is so fucking dead!” said Valerie. “Mark my words, I am going to kick him squarely in the balls.”
The receptionist giggled.
“Balls aren’t for kicking, silly,” she explained. “Balls are for licking! You can learn other things to do with balls at the spa! Hold on a sec and I’ll tell Mr. Lorenz you’re here.
“Those bastards!” exclaimed Tracey. “Look, you stupid bimbo...”
The inflated woman held a silencing hand and smiled harder as she picked up a big plastic phone and hit one of the brightly colored buttons on her desk.
“Hello Tittiefuck!” came an audible voice from the phone. The huge plastic hoops in her ears kept her from pressing the ear piece close. “What do you have for me?”
“Two Pampered Princesses, sir!” said the black bimbo, eyes dancing between the two outraged girls.
“A pair of princesses! Perfect! Bring them back right away!”
“Mr. Lorenz is ready for your session. Follow me please.”
The woman pushed off her consul to balance on her yellow platform sandals with physics defying-grace. Valerie guessed she was just too stupid to know that she should topple over, what with her impossible bosom wobbling madly.
“Fuck this!” said Valerie. “The elevator is bound to stop here eventually.”
She turned and strode to the door.
“Ow! Son of a bitch!” she exclaimed and jerked her hand away from the doorknob.
“Valerie! What’s wrong? exclaimed Tracy.
“There’s a fucking needle on the doorknob! And...and..”
“And what?” Tracey demanded as her friend seemed to wobble on her feet, staring not exactly at her but rather behind her...
“Ow!” Tracey exclaimed and turned to see the bimbo receptionist pulling out the pointy end of a stick from her backside.
“Hehehe!” laughed Valerie and Tracey turned back to her friend with sudden rage.
“It’s not funny, Val! That bitch poked me with...with...”
Her head felt funny, like it was stuffed with cotton, like her thoughts were swimming upstream in a river of molasses. It was upsetting for a moment, but once you got used to it, it felt sort of good. Really good, really. Tracey giggled. Valerie giggled. The receptionist giggled.
“That’s better, huh?” said Tittiefuck.
The girls grinned at her, not really understanding what she had just said, but not really caring either.
“OK. princesses. Prepare to be pampered!” Tittiefuck exclaimed and, taking them by the hand, lead them to the spa. As she did so, she told them a tongue twister she knew:
“Peter Piper poked a pair of pampered princesses with his polished purple pecker. now you try!”
The girls just giggled at the funny, nice lady whose tits bounced before them and whose bubble butt undulated inside its tight yellow microskirt. She lead them to a red door and pushed its red button. After a moment, the door opened and a small man with a large head stood before them.
“Ah, thank you Tittiefuck! Two pampered princesses properly pricked and pickled. Perfect!” he said. “Candyass! Come here and help Tittiefuck take off our two princesses clothes while I bring up their order forms.”
The little man took the gift certificates that Tracy and Valerie still clutched as a blonde woman bounced into view. She wore athletic shoes and hot pink leg warmers, a thong that rode high on her hips and a spandex tube top that struggled to contain the massive melons that were her breasts.
“Hi! I’m Candyass!” she exclaimed, turning briefly to show the peppermint stick tattooed on her flank. “I’ll be your jiggle instructor, once you get boobies, to help you be the best bimbos you can be!”
With each syllable, her shoulders jerked slightly, sending shockwaves through her tremendous bosoms, keeping them in near constant, chaotic motion. The drugged girls giggled at this new, strange woman.
Candyass began undressing Valerie while Tittiefuck stripped Tracey. Mr. Lorenz ran the girls’ gift certificates through a scanner and pulled up information about them on a computer screen.
“God, why do smart girls wear so much clothes?” Tittiefuck exclaimed as she struggled with the unresisting Tracey’s resisting bra.
“It’s to hide their ugly little titties, I think,” said Candyass. “When my boobies were small, I wore a lot of clothes too. Mr. Lorenz will help them, though, and then they’ll be all better!”
“Goodie!” exclaimed Tittiefuck, and she triumphed over the brassier..
“All righty, then!” exclaimed Mr. Lorenz once the girls were naked. “Everything seems to be in order. The gentlemen have basic tastes. The brunette is down for a bit more packing in the rear than usual, but that’s easily accommodated. Thank you for your help, Tittiefuck. Back to the waiting room with you now.”
He slapped the black bimbo’s backside and sent her giggling and jiggling back out the door.
“Candyass, help me get our two princesses into the morphing chambers while they’re still in LaLa land. We’ll fix up their bodies before I get to work on their minds.
The man and the bimbo took the girls to a row of odd benches and with gentle direction positioned them face down on two of them. There were holes in them for their faces, breasts, and pussies. It was quite comfortable and the drugged girls sighed contentment and barely stirred as greased tubes were snaked up their asses, down their throats, and between their labia.
Walls rose up with the hum of a hidden motor to form a tank around each girl and then a thick, warm green fluid filled the tanks. The girls were able to breath comfortably immersed in the fluid, but in their drugged state this didn’t seem odd to them. The drug was slowly working out of their systems, though, and an occasional thought made it through the molasses of their minds. Tracey imagined that they were in a real spa, lying on massage tables getting their anticipated rubdown. Indeed, it felt like dozens of strong, gentle hands were kneading their muscles, rubbing their skin, drawing out every bit of tension. Several of their body parts began to tingle: breasts, butt, pussy, mouth, head. It was strange but nice. the girls sighed and large bubbles meandered through the green liquid to burst at the surface.
Time meant nothing, but eventually the green stuff drained away and Candyass and Mr. Lorenz helped the girls stand and lead them to the shower. The warm, cleansing water ran across the girls, awakening their sluggish brains. As they blinked away the green stuff, each friend stared in amazement at the other.
“Oh my God, Tracey! Your boobs: They’re huge!”
And they were, massive and melon-shaped, jutting out proudly.
“So are yours!” said Tracey, for Valerie's breasts were equally large, though more natural looking, sagging under their pendulous weight. Where Tracey’s butt had been only slightly rounded out, Valerie’s had been padded nearly as much as her chest.
Valerie looked down at her huge, hanging tits and her eyes popped. She reached up to touch them and her eyes got wider.
“Oh my god! They’re so big ! And so...so...”
“Yeah,” agreed Tracey, who was holding her own inflated breasts, their nipples hard between her fingers. It was once again becoming hard to think, but it was different than it had been with the drug. The mind-numbing pleasure was much less passive. The overwhelming sensations that came as they fondled their own breasts drove them to continue to fondle them, creating a positive feedback loop of frenzied arousal and pleasure.
One of Tracey’s hands left her breast and headed south.
“Oh God!” she exclaimed. “Oh Valerie! Try your clit! It’s incredible!”
Valerie’s hand went for her crotch but then she stopped. Someone had giggled. She looked up to see Candyass and Mr. Lorenz enjoying their shower show: the bimbo with vacuous delight, the creep with a self-satisfied leer. With horror, she came back to herself.
“Tracey--stop! Don’t touch yourself! It’s a trap!”
“But it feeeels sooooo goooo...goooo...goooo...Oh God Yes!” said Tracey as she was hit with the biggest orgasm of her life.
“No!” cried Valerie, grabbing for her friend’s diddling hand. She misjudged the size of their new hooters, however, and the huge tits collided. sending ripples of distracting pleasure to Valerie’s brain. What was worse, as she grabbed again for Tracey’s masturbating hand, her friend tried to push her away with the other hand and instead latched on to a engorged nipple.
“Ooooh!” cried Valerie. “Tracey stop! We can’t ....we can’t....oh god that’s so nice but....”
“But nothing,” said a masculine voice from behind her as Mr. Lorenz hand snaked around to diddle her clit. “You think to much Valerie. It feels nice. Go with it.”
Thought fled as Valerie’s clitoris declared its dominance over her brain and she melted into the man that manipulated it. The water had shut off and warm streams of air blew the girls dry and puffed up their hair. Tracey’s was a long wild platinum, while Valerie’s was heavily frosted with dark roots.
Valerie was vaguely aware that the bimbo had grabbed Tracey at the same time her boss had grabbed her and that they should both be trying to get away, but her knees were weak and her thoughts were gooey and she stumbled and staggered where the man directed her, oblivious as she and Tracey were strapped into chairs a few paces apart.
Once the girls were strapped into their chairs, they at last stopped diddling them and, panting, Valerie and Tracey were once again able to think somewhat straight. They struggled against the straps but to no avail.
“You can’t do this!” declared Valerie. “This is kidnapping! And assault! And half a dozen other felonies as well! I work with lawyers and not only are you going to jail, I’m going to sue you and your company for every penny you’ve got! You’d better let us go now and get us to a hospital quick to fix whatever you’ve done to us and maybe you’ll be able to negotiate a plea bargain that will get you out before you’re 80!”
“You’re going to sue us? Oh my!” exclaimed Mr. Lorenz. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to wait your turn. Candyass filed suit against us first.”
“I did?” asked the blonde bimbo, confused.
“Yes! Just before the hostile takeover. You were suing me and the company for sexual harassment. You said you were denied promotion because you wouldn’t suck my cock.”
Candyass laughed at the absurdity.
“But I suck your cock all the time!” she pointed out.
“Hmmm. Maybe that’s why you never pursued the case. Well, that and your attorney decided to become a lap dancer.”
Candyass giggled.
“Can I suck your dick now?” she asked hopefully.
“No, but you can eat Valerie’s cunt while I work on Tracey,” he said.
“Yay!” “ exclaimed the bimbo, bounding towards the bound brunette.
“No!” exclaimed Valerie as she dived for her muff. “Don’t! Stop! DoooooOhOhOh...Sto-aw-awwwwp! Dooooooooooooh St-ah-hah-hah-hah!”
Valerie squirmed in her chair, her eyes rolled up in her head and she shuddered as Candyass lapped at her turbo-charged twat.
“Don’t stop!” she begged. “Don’t stop!”
She was oblivious to everything but the practiced cunilinguas of the bimbo between her knees. Tracey stared in horror at her willful friend instantly reduced to a mess of saporal lust. The horror was compounded by how turned on she was getting by watching the whole scene. Her own pussy twitched in jealousy at Valerie's molestation. She was so distracted by Valerie’s plight and her own reactions to it that she hardly noticed when Mr. Lorenz flipped a switch on her own chair and a low hum began in the base of her skull. The scene before her seemed to go flat and her brain started to buzz like her feet did when she crossed her legs too long. She crossed her eyes. It didn’t help, but she left them crossed anyway.
“Valerie is such a slut, isn’t she Tracey?” asked Mr.. Lorenz.
What was that? That wasn’t right, was it?
“No,” objected Tracey. “She’s not a slut. You did something to her, to us...”
“Well, yes, I did do a few things to you., but still, she’s obviously enjoying that bimbo eat her out and she just barely met her. Don’t you think a girl who would have oral sex with someone she just met is a slut? I’m not judging her or anything. It’s just a matter of definitions. Calling something by the right name. Don’t you agree? Don’t you agree that someone who enjoys oral sex with a stranger is, by definition, a slut?
Tracey couldn’t deny that.
“Well, yes...” said Tracey and there was a bright explosion of happy rainbows and twinkley stars in her brain.
“Whoa...” she exclaimed.
“Yes, but back to Valerie. You just admitted that she’s a slut, right?”
“Huh? Well, um not really. I mean...What was that?”
“Nothing much. But you do agree that Valerie is doing something that a slut would do, right?”
“Well, yes, bu....” and rainbows.
“So Valerie is a slut.”
“Huh? Oh yes...”
Stars and rainbows.
“Say it for me, will you? Valerie is a slut....”
“Valerie’s a slut!” Tracey declared and once again her brain exploded in delight. It was stronger this time.
“Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh God Yes!” exclaimed Valerie.
So it wasn’t really a betrayal. Valerie herself admitted it. Or maybe her exclamation was the result of Candyass reaching up to strum her nipples as she sucked her clit.
“But what about you, Tracey?” Mr. Lorenz asked. “You let Candyass fondle you and you let us strap you naked to a chair. Don’t you think that maybe that makes you a slut too?”
“Me?” she balked. “Non, I’m not.... I just....”
“You’re just getting off on watching a bimbo eat your friend’s cunt. Sounds to me like you’re a slut. And a pervert to boot.
Tracey was confused.
“Me...I...I....”
“Let me put it this way,” said Mr. Lorenz. “Say that I was to take a big black dildo like this one and shove it in your cunt. Would you enjoy that?”
“Oh god! Oh god! Oh fuck yes!” said Tracey as the man did precisely that, shoving the black rod into her sodden twat.
“You enjoy this, right?” prompted Mr. Lorenz.
“Yes! Yes! Oh yes!” exclaimed Tracey and the stars and rainbows were back to join the chorus of her singing cunt.
“And that makes you a slut, right?” continued Mr. Lorenz with inevitable logic.
“YES!” declared Tracey and the stars got brighter, the rainbows more colorful.
“Say Traci is a slut,” urged Mr. Lorenz.
“Traci is a slut!” Traci cried. “Traci is a fucking slut!”
The entire pantheon of lucky charms marshmallows exploded in her brain and she came like never before.
Panting, Traci blinked and smiled. She looked at Mr. Lorenz smiling back. She giggled. It felt so good to agree with him. She hoped he would tell her more things that she could agree with.
“That’s good, Traci,” he praised. “Very, very good. You’re a happy little bimbo now, aren’t you?”
“Yes! I’m a happy little bimbo!” she declared, and her brain rewarded her. Why had she ever tried to disagree with this man? He was so smart! He understood so much about her! She was a happy little bimbo.
“You will enjoy your new life, won’t you Traci? You were so sad before, with your tiny titties and your hard thinking.. Now you have a pretty, sexy body and all you have to think about is being pretty and sexy and fucking. You love fucking don’t you Traci?”
“Traci loves fucking!” Traci agreed. “Traci is a slut!”
“Good, Traci! Good!” he praised.
Traci giggled.
“You’d do anything for your boyfriend wouldn’t you Traci? he continued. “After all, he’s the one that gave you this nice present--making you a bimbo, just like you always wanted to be.”
“Uh-huh!” Traci agreed.
Mr. Lorenz continued, telling her all sorts of things that she hadn’t known about herself but was happy to learn. The happy stars and rainbows were always there now, and she could see them whenever she closed her eyes.
“All right now, Candyass. I think Valerie has had enough for now,” said Mr. Lorenz, patting the sticky-faced bimbo's head.
Valerie panted and shivered as the blonde woman stopped torturing her with pleasure. She blinked, trying to focus, and at last recognized the patiently waiting Mr. Lorenz and her bimbofied best friend beside him, smiling broadly and unbound.
“Tracey!” What, what happened?” she asked.
“Candyass ate your pretty pussy,” explained Traci. “You’re such a slut.”
“What? God, Tracey, how can you say that?”
“It’s o.k. I’m a slut too. Mr. Lorenz ‘splained it to me. I can lick your pussy later if you want.”
“Oh God, Tracey!” exclaimed Valerie. “What have they done to you! They’ve turned you into a bimbo!”
Traci giggled.
“I know! Isn’t it cool? They gave me big boobies an everything!”
“No, Tracey. They did something t your brain! This isn’t you! You’re a smart, independent woman!”
Tracey giggled all the harder.
“No I’m not, silly! Mr. Lorenz ‘splained it to me--I’m a horny little bimboslut! I’m good for fucking and for looking at! I don’t like to think to hard cuz it makes guys not want to fuck me. I like to fuck a lot!”
“Oh God!” Valerie sobbed. “You have to fight this!”
“Why?” asked Traci with wide-eyed confusion. “I always wanted to be a bimbo!”
“And you’re going to make a great one!” Mr. Lorenz affirmed. “You go with Candyass and she will get you some real bimbo clothes! You can ask her all about being a bimboslut--she’s a real pro!”
Candyass blushed at the compliment.
“I’ll stay here and explain a few things to Valerie. She seems a bit confused.”
“O.K.,” agreed Traci and followed the senior bimbo away from her constrained friend.
“Tracey, no!” cried Valerie. “Don’t...Don’t leave me alone...”
“You’re not alone, silly,” said Traci. “Mr. Lorenz is gonna stay her. And he’s really nice and really smart and he said maybe he’s gonna fuck me later! .”
And then her bimbofied friend was gone and Valerie was alone. Alone with a monster.
“She’s wrong, of course.” said Mr. Lorenz, flipping a switch on her chair. “You are alone. All alone and helpless. Weak. Powerless.”
Everything went flat, lifeless. Valerie knew she didn’t believe what the man was saying, at least she didn’t want to. But what did she believe? She was so tired after Candyass’ tongue lashing. It was hard to think.
“No...” was the only protest she could manage.
“Yes, Valerie,” said Mr. Lorenz. “You just admitted it. You don’t want to be alone. You’re weak. You need a man. You want to belong to a man. If your man was with you, you never would have found yourself in this position.
“Bullshit!” she managed. Mentioning Peter restored her rage. “Peter's fault. All his fault!”
“Oh no, Valerie. Peter was just looking out for your best interests. He knows that you’re weak. We all know it. You're the only one that doesn’t realize it.”{
“No....I’m...I'm strong...” she said weakly.
Valerie, Valerie, Valerie,:” said Mr. Lorenz, long suffering. “You don't’ know what you are. You’re willful, but you’re not very smart. You don’t even know what you want. You need someone to think for you. That’s why you’re here...To learn who you are and what you want.”
“But...but...”
“Yes, a perfect example. According to your dossier, you think you don’t like anal sex, right?”
“No...I mean yes...I mean, I don’t like it.”
“No, you just think you don’t like it, when it’s obvious to anyone with half a brain that you love being rammed in the ass.”
“N-Oh!! exclaimed Valerie as the man pulled a lever and she felt something hard, warm, and slick emerge from her seat and press against her asshole. The initial repulsion was promptly chased away by a flood of pleasure akin to that of Candyass lapping her pussy.
“Aya-aya-aya!” she exclaimed as the thing started to throb and pulse and push deep inside her.
“Am I correct in thinking that you do, in fact, like that rod being rammed up your ass?”
She stared in wide-eyed awe, only half comprehending what he was saying.
“Like,” she said. “Like!”
“That’s right, Valerie. You see--I know best. I know what Valerie likes better than she herself does.”
“Like....Oh...Like..” said Valerie. It was true. She liked it. She liked it a lot. He had known it and she hadn’t He knew everything.
“Yes, Like. You like the word like, don’t you. It’s , like, one of you're favorite words. That and ‘fuck me’ of course. You’re like one of those stupid little valley girls, aren’t you Valerie. In fact, you should change your name to Valie. Valie the bimbo. Valie the slut.:”
“Valie the slut,” she repeated. “Like....Fuck me...”
“Yes, Valie, Yes!” he praised. “You’re doing so much better now! It must feel so good to just let go of the illusion that you are in control, that you know what’s best. Now you understand that you need guidance. You need direction. And you’re going to get it, Valie dear. Thanks to your boyfriend, myself, and all of us here at BimboTech. You’re very grateful, aren’t you?”
“Yes! Grateful! Like, Thank you! It’s like so clear now!” Valie said.
She was grateful. Very grateful. It felt so good to give up, to give in, to be the bimbo everyone wanted her to be--that she wanted to be. She listened attentively to everything the smart man had to tell her about herself.
He had just finished explaining how she loved the taste of cum when Traci came clacking back. She was wearing a red tube top that stretched tight around her massive knockers. Her tight black skirt had little red hearts all over it and barely covered the curve of her ass. She wore red vinyl sandals with towering heels that showed off the little red heart appliques that had been place on each toenail. The combination of the heels and an entire can of hair spray made her a good ten inches taller. Her fingernails were painted bright red and big red plastic hearts dangled from her ears. The ensemble was completed by a black silk ribbon around her neck on which dangled a red plastic heart whose point nestled in her cleavage, the word ‘BIMBO’ printed on it in bold letters.
“Like, oh my gawd, Traci!” exclaimed Valie “You look, like, so fucking hot! I’m, like, so jealous!”
Traci giggled and spun around to show off, sending herself wobbling out of control.
“Whoa!” she cried as Candyass and Mr. Lorenz steadied her. Then she giggled at her folly.
“It takes practice to learn how to walk in shoes like that,” said Candyass. “But it’s worth it ‘cuz it makes you look pretty and guys want to fuck you.”
“That’s like, so cool!” said Valie. “Can I get some? I, like, like to fuck!”
“Of course, silly! Everybody likes to fuck!” said Candyass, and then giggled. “Is she all fixed Mr. Lorenz?”
“Yes, I believe she is,” said Mr. Lorenz “Of course, the proof of the bimbo slut is in the sucking. I’ve got one hell of a hard on from all this work. Be a good little slut and suck me off Valie, won’t you?”
He pushed a button and her bonds snapped open. Her face lit up with joy.
“Oh my gawd!” she exclaimed. “Like, can I really?”
“That’s what you’re best at, Valie.” he said. “We haven’t spent all day preparing you to enter a nunnery.”
She giggled and immediately bounded out of the chair and knelt before her patron, struggling to free his engorged manhood.
“Awe,” complained Traci. “I wanna suck dick too!”
“Your boyfriend will be here soon enough,” chided Mr. Lorenz
“Oh my gawd! It’s, like, so beautiful!” exclaimed Valie when she at last freed Mr. Lorenz engorged pecker.
“Don’t talk about it, you stupid slut,” he said, grabbing hold of his dick and swatting her on the nose with it, “Suck it.”
Valie giggled and immediately engulfed his member, shoving all seven inches down her customized throat.
“Mmmmnnng!” she declared. “Nnngnnmmhuh.”
Mr. Lorenz grabbed her by her over-frosted hair and began pumping, slamming his pubis against her nose. She was utterly delighted, just like he had told her she would be. He was so right about everything! She loved to be treated like the cheep slut that she was. When at last he shot his wad, she found that his cum was absolutely delicious, just like he told her it would be.
“That’ll do, you silly cunt,” he said, wiping his dick on her check. “Candyass, get Valie here some clothes. Make her look cheep and slutty--the customer is into that. I’ll phone them for pick-up.”
“Right away, Mr. Lorenz,” said Candyass. “Come on, Valie! Lets go find some clothes for you!”
Valie was still on her knees grinning stupidly as the cum dried on her face..
“Like, okay!” she said.
“I wanna suck dick too!” complained Traci.
“Soon enough, bimbo,” said Mr. Lorenz. “Go with the other two. I’m sure there’s still more you can learn about being a bimbo from Candyass. Your boyfriend will be here soon enough.”
At the thought of Rob, Traci’s cooze gushed, just like Mr. Lorenz told her it would. She giggled and followed Candyass and Valie. She was glad Mr. Lorenz had been able to help Valie--she had been acting so silly before.
“Like, oh my gawd!” exclaimed Valie when Candyass took them into the wardrobe room filled with slut clothes.
“Yeah ” said Traci. “Isn’t it cool?”
“Yeah,” said Candyass. “I change clothes, like, all the time. Sometimes Mr. Lorenz thinks I’m someone else and fucks me twice !”
The girls giggled and started going through the racks of halters and tube tops, microskirts and hotpants, fantasy works in leather, lace, and PVC.
“Hey, like, how ‘bout this?” said Valie, holding up a white cotton mini-T with red lettering. “It looks cheep, and I’m, like, a cheep whore!”
Traci sounded out the letters on the shirt.
“S...L...U...T...SLUT! Hey Valie, it says slut!”
“Like, oh my gawd! I’m a slut! And this, like, says SLUT! That’s, like, so cool!”
“Put it on! Put it on!” encouraged Traci.
Valie did just that. It fit tightly around her sagging, heavy titties and her dark nipples were plainly visible through the thin white fabric.
“Oh my gawd! I, like, totally love it!” she exclaimed when she saw herself in the mirror.
“Yeah, you look really cheep,” said Candyass. “I don’t know where we’re gonna find a bottom, though. Your ass is, like, huge!”
“Yeah, I, like, got a big fat ass,” admitted Valie. “I hope Peter will want to fuck it.” The bimbo’s giggled and started searching for skirts that were really, really stretchy. At last, Candyass found one--a bright red one made of spandex. With all three bimbos pulling and straining, they managed to pull it over Valie’s protruding posterior, then pull it down until it almost covered her cooze. Only a few dark pubic hairs peeked out the bottom. They found Valie some white sandals similar to Traci’s red ones and enjoyed putting little red hearts on her toenails. For accessories, they got her some big red hoops for her ears with matching bracelets and anklets.
“Okay!” said Candyass, “All that you’ve got left is to go to the salon and you’ll be ready to get fucked!”
“Yay!” exclaimed the new bimbos and they clapped.
They clacked through another corridor, Traci and Valie getting used to their heels. Candyass opened a door with a picture of scissors on it. There was an Asian bimbo with huge fake titties in a short green dress and a red-headed bimbo in a pink plastic halter top and hotpants.
“Hi Poontang! Hi Muffy!” greeted Candyass.
“Hi Candyass!” exclaimed the two, “Did you bring us another bimbo to make pretty!”
“Yep! This is Valie!” she presented.
“Like, hi!” said Valie. “Can you, like make me so that my boyfriend will want to, like, fuck me an’ stuff?”
Poontang giggled and nodded.
“Uh-huh!” said Muffy and clacked around to guide Valie to a chair.
Poontang knelt beside Valie and when to work on her nails while Muffy got out the mousse and hair spray and began teasing Valie’s hair up as big as it could go. When that was done to the bimbos’ satisfaction, they both started applying makeup, using generous amounts of rouge and dark red lipstick.
“TaDa!” exclaimed Poontang, holding up a mirror.
“Oh! Like, wow! I, like, look like a total slut!” said Valie.
“Oh my gawd!” said Traci. “You totally do!”
“Do you, like, think Peter will wanna fuck me?” she asked.
“Oh yeah!” said Traci. “Definitely! Anybody would wanna fuck you! You’re a total slut!”
“I think Traci and Valie should fuck, don’t you girls?” asked Candyass.
“Yeah!” said Poontang.
“Totally,” said Muffy.
Traci giggled.
“Really?” she asked.
“Oh definitely!” said Candyass. “You’re gonna wanna eat each other’s cunts for your boyfriends to watch, right? It, like, really turns them on and makes ‘em wanna fuck you. So you should practice so you know how to do it right!”
“Okay,” said Traci. “Valie! Come lick my pussy, girlfriend!”
Valie giggled.
“Okay,” she said and got out of the barbers chair to kneel before Traci’s cunt. “I, like, love to eat pussy. Like, Mr. Lorenz told me so! But I like for boys to watch.”
“This is just practice, silly,” said Candyass, and pushed Valie’s face into Traci’s twat.
“Mmmmm!” Valie exclaimed at her first taste of pussy.
Traci squealed and ground herself into her best friend’s face. The three more experienced bimbos called out advice to the girls.
“Grab her hair, Traci!” said Muffy “Rub your clitty on her nose!”
“Use fingers, not just mouth,” said Poontang to Valie. “Stick finger in hole! Finger longer than tongue!”
Eventually, Traci and Valie ended up on the floor in 69 position, Traci on top, but the veteran bimbos were not satisfied with their technique. Verbal instructions proved ineffective, so they endeavored to demonstrate. Soon the three veterans and the two newbies were sprawled all over the salon, sucking at each others nether regions, moaning and giggling in an orgy of bimbo flesh.
They weren’t sure how long they were going at it when they finally noticed Mr. Lorenz watching them with amused exasperation.
“Hi, Mr. Lorenz!” said Candyass, looking up from between Traci’s thighs. “Do you wanna fuck us?”
Mr. Lorenz sighed.
“There’s no time for that, you silly bimbo. These two’s boyfriends have been waiting to pick them up for fifteen minutes!”
At this news, Valie’s and Traci’s heads popped up from the labia they had been lapping.
“Do they wanna fuck us?” Traci asked.
“Well, move your sweet ass and let’s find out,” said Mr. Lorenz.
The five bimbos scrambled to their feet and frantically struggled to reassemble Valie and Traci’s outfits. Mr. Lorenz chuckled, in spite of himself.
Mr. Lorenz lead the two new bimbos back through the hallway that Tittiefuck had lead them down a whole lifetime ago. There in the reception area were their boyfriends. The receptionist was on her knees in front of them, a hard cock in each hand, rubbing their undersides on her bared boobies.
“Peter!” exclaimed Valie.
“Rob!” squealed Traci.
The two bimbos bounced toward their respective boyfriends, fell to their respective knees, and proceeded to lap at their respective cocks on Tittiefuck’s respective breasts.
“Holy fucking shit!” observed Rob.
“Sacre Bleu!” said Peter.
“I trust you find our services satisfactory, gentlemen,” said Mr. Lorenz.
The two men looked up from their bimbofied girlfriends with huge grins and nodded.
“And our two newest bimbos are very satisfied with the work we’ve done on theme, aren’t you girls.”
“MmHmmm!” exclaimed the girls around their boyfriends cocks. Tittiefuck giggled. It tickled.
“This was the bestest Valentines present every!” exclaimed Traci, letting her hands take a turn with Rob’s cock so she could look up at him adoringly. “Can you cum in my mouth? Your cum tastes so yummy and it makes me so horny!”
“Like, oh my gawd, Peter!” exclaimed Valie. “I, like, almost forgot to ask you! Can you, like, fuck me in the ass? I, like, have a big fat ass and its, like, made for having your big hard cock, like, rammed up it. So could you please, like, fuck my asshole?”
“Uh..sure,” said Peter.
Both men looked at Mr. Lorenz.
“Well, it is close to quitting time. You can try out your new toys here in the waiting room,” he said and pulled out a cell phone. “Jimmy? It’s Mr. Lorenz. No new clients for today, thank you. If anyone comes by that isn’t a current client or customer, let them off at the decoy floor....Oh you’re quite welcome. She did turn out nicely, didn’t she? Just let me know if you ever need another one. You’re a valued member of our team, you know....very well. See you tomorrow.”
The customers had wasted no time. By the time Mr. Lorenz hung up, Valie was bent over, grinning her painted face into a chair and moaning with delight as Peter sodomized her. Traci’s blonde head was bobbing frantically there between Rob’s knees. Mr. Lorenz took satisfaction in seeing that his job was well done.
“Tittiefuck, you deserve a bonus. Bend over your desk.” he said.
And soon the bimbo receptionist was as happy as the clients.
The End

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Everyone, with the exception of Eve, was seated around the breakfast table discussing their plans for the holidays. Nothing had really changed except for Eve's holiday plans. She had left the night before after telling Andrew that she was going to take a quick vacation for the holidays. She had booked a flight and flown off to Aspen saying that she'd be back after Christmas. Andrew took her excuse at face value. For Amber, Eve's sudden departure had caused a small problem that might lead...

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Annas Gift

It all started when Anna had insisted on taking Ellie out for drinks after work one Friday night. It’s not like Ellie knew Anna all that well, but their schedules meant that they often ended up eating lunch together, and a lunchtime talk had gotten to be a bit of a routine for them. And then one day Ellie found herself telling Anna about the breakup of her marriage, moving into a small apartment in the city, and how she was feeling a bit down about it all. Anna just listened to it all, offering...

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My Gift

JanuaryWe had been married for 30 years and our lives were pretty much routine and average.  We had a nice simple house, big yard, two dogs, a cat, and were very much like every other house in the neighbourhood.  I had a normal job with a little stress but nothing over whelming.  She had her own job that she really did not need.  She kept working just so she could get a discount and not get bored.  But all of that changed last New Year’s Eve.  It all changed because for my Christmas present, I...

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Gift of Time

Disclaimer This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is unintentional. Transgender themes and other mature themes are included within. If you would be offended by these, please don't continue! I, the author, reserve the right repost this work. A big thank you goes to Jamie Lou and Paula for their help in making this readable and for inspiration! Any remaining mistakes are of course mine. Due to the nature of this story please excuse my small delusions of...

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The Gift

The Gift Belladonna Ari woke with the taste of his girlfriend's juices lingering in the back of his mouth. He blinked his eyes a few times while he looked around his bedroom. With a groan that belied his youth, Ari pushed his body out of the bed. His nostrils flared at the welcoming scent filling the room. A smile came to his face as he followed the smell of pancakes into the warm kitchen. "Hey, baby," Ari said as he watched Penelope cooking in her red,...

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My Gift to Freddie

I met Freddie in the summer of 1980. San Diego was my home town, but I lived in a rural community in the Laguna Mountains, of San Diego County. I was major radio junky, and I always called into to win what ever contest was being promoted at the time. I won movie tickets, shirts, food coupons, albums, and money. But the jewel in my contest crown was Queen’s The Game Tour. The contest consisted of being the correct caller, and answering some trivia questions. The trivia questions were: 1. What is...

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Mom Ka Birthday Gift

Hi mera naam mihir hai main pune maharashtra ka rahnewala hu , main aapko mere jivan ki sachhi kahani batane ja raha hu . Ab main start karta hu. mery age 21 year hai , Mere ghar me hum char log hai mom dad mery badi bahan aur main. Mery bahan mujhse 2saal badi hai uska naam riya hai wo enginearing ker rahi hai wo ghar se bahar hostel me rahti aur mere dad ka bizness hai wo aksar bahar he rahte hai aur main mba final kar raha hu . Aur mery mom 44 years ki hai bahot sexy gori ab bhi ekdam 30 ki...

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The Birthday Gift Was Threesome

My dear Readers, I was very happy and surprised to see more than 100 mails of appreciation for the previous stories in all sort of way from you all. I never expected that. My hearty thanks to everyone who mailed. It took me some time to write this one with other works. Its a little lengthy one and I segmented it, so that it can give you break. I hope you enjoy it and please feel free to leave your comments and suggestions to (or) You can check my other stories in ISS here : Jitendar When I...

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Jacks Gift

Jack's Gift by Olivia Evans Stacey Johnson pushed the gaily wrapped gift across the plush carpeted floor to her husband Jack. "Go ahead, honey, open it," she said excitedly. Jack and Stacey were sitting cross legged on their living room floor. Behind them, in front of the picture window that over looked their neighbor's snow covered driveway was a large, gaily decorated Christmas tree. Stacey had already opened one of her gifts, an elegant floor length pale blue nightgown...

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VDay Per Bhabhi Ka Erotic Gift

Helo dosto. Mera naam nav hai. Mai ghaziabad se hu or 26 saal ka hu. Meri mail id Aab aata hu story pe. Dosto story thodi lambi hai. Puri padhna n kaisi lagi mail karna. Ye kahani meri or meri cousion bhabhi lovely ki hai. Jaisa naam hai waise hi darshan b. Dekhne me gori chitti, lambi, bahar nikli hui gand or kabhi2 gand me fasa suit. Moti chuchi or ghungrale baal. Bhabhi ki age 32 year hai or uski ek shop hai ladies undergarments n cosmetic ki. Mere ghr se 4,5 ghr chod k bhabhi ka ghr hai or...

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My Birthday Gift

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The Gift

She brought him a gift. The sole purpose of the Gift was to service him and help act out his deepest, most erotic fantasies. She knew there was no emotional connection, only raw animal instinct, and a never-ending urge to experience what he hadn't before."She is yours to do as you wish," she said, taking a seat to watch.A new, beautiful, and wanting woman knelt before him. He could see his wife and her lustful eyes, watching, waiting to help him fulfill his fantasy."Join me," he said, reaching...

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An Unwanted Gift

AS I ALWAYS TELL YOU THAT JUST ENJOY READING THESE STORIES AS A HARMLESS AVOCATION BUT NOT AT THE COST OF YOUR RELATIONS AND LIVES. I WARN YOU THIS TYPE OF RELATIONS ARE PROHIBITED AND ARE FAR AWAY FROM THE REAL LIFE. ALL THE INCIDENTS AND CHARACTERS ARE FICTITIOUS.THIS IS INTENDED TO ONLY PEOPLE WHO ARE ABOVE 22 YEARS. THE FOLLOWING FICTITIOUS STORY CONSISTS OF EXPLICITLY i****tUOUS STORY. ANY PERSON WHO IS SENSITIVE OF family RELATIONS AND BELIEVE IN MORALS DO NOT READ THIS. KEEP AWAY.THE...

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The Gift

The Gift by Brad Miller Hey, have you ever wondered what it would be like to be someone else? It was never something I really thought about until a couple years ago when my father told me about my very special gift. A gift that is passed from every male in the Edward's family to another. I inherited it from my father. And I am forever grateful for it. ---------- "Dammit Sean! Would you turn that fucking music down?", my sister, Alicia screamed. "Hell no! I'm trying to...

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Aliens GiftPart 5 New Mission

I. Colt pulled off the highway to the rest stop. He looked over at Brandy and saw a grin on her face. He knew she had been eyeing his hard-on for the last hour and she probably thought it was for her. "A lot she knew," he mumbled and then turned around to look at his naked step-sister. Sheri was fingering herself nonstop. The scent of her sex played on him like an aphrodisiac. Colt was momentarily distracted by Brandy who seemed to be reacting to Sheri's display as well. He pushed...

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A Wife8217s Gift

Hello friends, here is a story that will make your cocks hard and your cunts wet. A loving wife gifts to hubby his sexy sister on her wedding anniversay. I came writing it, I hope you cum reading it. Email me at I am very open with my older sister Sarita who is married to businessmen Sahil. They have two kids and they are studyng in school. Sahil is most of the times traveling and Sarita often spends some time with my wife Ankita. My sister loves her Bhabi (brother’s wife) and so does my wife...

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Amlu Aunty8217s New Year Gift

Hello, All, Indian Sex Stories readers. How are you all. Thanks for your huge and overwhelming response for my first sex story. I am happy that many of them read my sex story and informed about your satisfaction. Thanks to the Aunties and girls who invited to their house and mutually satisfied with new positions and new things and looking forward to satisfying you all to my best with the confidentiality. All your feedback are welcome. You can email me or chat with me in and will reply ASAP to...

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My Unique Wedding Gift My Sister

Hi frnds, m here to tell u my real life experience in which i got the best gift of my life, m Charlie (net name) 27y,5’8”ht,and m married since one and a half year, i lived in Gulshan e iqbal in khi and m doing a job in a cellular company, my wife is …. Let’s skip her name, 26y,5’6”ht, she is sexy and sweet and slutty, having right amount of flesh at the right places and making her curvaceous, we had a love marriage and we live happily very much in love since she gets me my wants and takes care...

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Birthday Per Diya Didi Ne Anmol Gift

Hi, friends kaise hain ap sab log nd umeed karta hu ki thik hi honge.jessa ki ap jante ho i m rahul nd my sweet sister palvi. ap sabne meri stories jo iss per publish ho chuki hain ko bahut passand kiya or muje mail kiye jinne read kar main or meri didi palvi bahut khush huye or unmain se kuch mere frd bhi bane jessa ki ap sab jante hain ki main or didi ek dusre ko bahut like karte hain or hum sex bhi karte hain hum dono apne is sex se bahut khush hain or chahte hain ki hum sada karte rahain....

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The Birthday Gift

Your birthday party had been great fun. We’d met some friends in our local. We’d had a good laugh, and maybe drunk a little too much. But hell it was your birthday. I hadn’t known what to get you for the occasion; I wanted it to be something memorable. But what? Clothes? I would choose wrong. Perfume? You had a dressing table full.  Underwear?  To easy.  But what? Then your eyes had lighted onto something in the pub and I knew! I knew what I could give you, that would make you smile, make you...

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