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When I happened to go over to the beach, I decided to take my yellow lab with me, and was I ever glad I did. Any way, as I walked through the dune access, there happened to be a family set up just off the beach entrance, and as I walked past them, an older lady stepped out of the “Easy up” sun shade and remarked, “She looks like a good dog.” I simply acknowledged her by smiling and saying, “Thanks,” as I moved down past where they were set up. After quickly setting up my umbrella, a beach...
Every time I headed over to the beach, I hoped that the family from before would be there, but they never were. However, this time as I went over, I could see there was a family setup just off the entrance to the beach. They looked familiar, but at first I couldn’t put my finger on it until one of them happened to come over and asked if their music was too loud. Right then, as I looked over at them, I realized it was the same family as last year. Looking back at the guy talking to me, I...
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Chapter Twelve: Bimbo Serum Surprise By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals “Alice,” I said when my wife's phone picked up. “Where did you wander off to? I have—” “Hello, Dr. Jackman,” an unfamiliar woman said instead of his wife. My eyebrows furrowed in shock. “Why do you have my wife's phone?” “Because I have your wife.” The woman's words had a throaty cadence about them. There was something in the background that sounded...
Mr. Giles had asked Kennedy if she would drive; what started out as a favor became the thing to do as they drove across the US. Day and night seemed meaningless. Mr. Giles wanted to stop for gas only; Kennedy was amused that he had no problem with her using her debit card to pay for it. If you needed something to eat or a comfort stop, you rushed inside and did whatever business it was that you had to do. The two other girls were English and half the time their conversation seemed...
Kennedy tried not to let her chest stick out. It was, she thought, just a small embarrassment, but it was an embarrassment nonetheless. At barely thirteen she looked only slightly more like a woman than she had at ten or twelve. She'd grown a foot, true enough. Her breasts were now visible -- at least to her mother, who'd insisted on dragging Kennedy to Macy's to buy bras. Afterwards, Kennedy was struggling with the changes to her body and the only advice in her universe was coming from...
Kennedy trailed her oars in the water. Behind her Marian was still breathing hard after their latest run. "That was nice," Marian said, catching her breath. "It was," Kennedy agreed. They'd worked out signals so that Marian could be ready when Kennedy changed pace. The coaches were still having cat fits about Marian not matching Kennedy stroke for stroke, but the "slow it down" admonishment was never going to fly as good coaching advice. "Kennedy," Marian started to say. Kennedy...
Kennedy straightened out from the curve and set her car in line for the next corner. That another car, drifting along behind her, had to make the choice between hitting her or backing off made no mind to her. She set up easily for the corner, drifted around it, then accelerated away, now far ahead of the next nearest car. A few seconds later she took the checkered flag. Only two laps, but hey, a race is a race! Winning wasn't just anything, it was everything! She loved driving these...
The next morning Kennedy was waiting for Mr. Glastonbury when he came into the practice room. "Sir," Kennedy asked diffidently, "did a Slayer die last night?" He looked at her curiously. "Yes. The Watchers Council let me know early this morning. Why?" "I felt her die. It was like I was her. Then I was in this other place..." "They would have told me if you'd been Chosen," Mr. Glastonbury mused aloud. "I think I was only half-chosen, sir. Some black woman, I mean, she was...
Kennedy finally let go of Ruby's cold hand and stood up. Pipes was crouched next to his wife, doing what Kennedy had been doing -- crying and holding her hand. She looked around the room. Victoria was being sick in a corner, heaving over and over again, uncontrollably. Harriet was pale and trembling, sitting next to her mother, who must have fainted, as she was lying on the ground. Mr. Glastonbury was standing with a phone in his hand, talking into it. She curled her lip in distaste....
Chapter Six: Cum-Hungry Bimbo Wives By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals “I know. By five sexy bimbos,” moaned my bimbo wife Alice from the expensive surround sound. She was on the TV screen dominating the living room cuddled against Director Steffen. He headed the FDA's Center for Food Safety and Applied Nutrition, who certified all cosmetic products. Like the bimbo serum I wanted to sell and make billions with. “Isn't that wonderful?” “Yes, it...
The next morning seemed to dawn unusually early, and it was only because Kennedy hadn't done anything strenuous that she was awake when Amy knocked on the door to their room. The two of them joined a half dozen others, including Cindy. Kennedy laughed at Cindy's backpack. "Is it still full of rocks?" "Five more pounds than last year." Several of the girls hefted Cindy's pack and shook their heads in wonder. It was a good workout and Kennedy and Amy were back in the cabin before any...
Kennedy kept busy during the summer, trying not to think about the camp she couldn't attend or the friends she couldn't see. Twice she went to play poker in Manhattan with Pipes and the others, each time using a different route, a different way to get there. It was a little like being grounded, but this was by her own choice. Instead of doing what she truly wanted, she buried herself. She worked out, she studied, she read books for pleasure, and she watched TV more than she ever had...
Chapter Eleven: Bimbo Wife Kidnapped By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals I groaned as I sank my cock into Donna's wet, sultry pussy. My bimbo wife let out a moan around the senator's cock ramming down her throat. Around us in the small exhibition room in the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History, Nicole and Veronica, two of my other bimbo wives, writhed as they were fucked by the collection of congressmen and senators, some of the most powerful...
Chapter Four: Bimbo Wife's Special Ass By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals “I think that should cover it,” my husband said as he finished writing out the check. He tore it free and handed it to Mr. Peterson, the nice manager of the Lucky grocery store. His fly was still open, Natasha licking at his half-hard cock. Natasha was a new bimbo. I improvised her today, turning her from a doughty woman into a sexy, hot woman that...
Kennedy got another hour of sleep before it was time to get up, but she was awake when Amy came to wake her. They showered again, both holding each other's eyes. "I was scared the other night," Amy told Kennedy. "Scared for you. I saw you stagger. I thought you were shot." "It was a dart from a tranquilizer gun. It didn't work." "I don't pretend to understand what went on, after that. I saw you standing there, so brave... but so alone. I wanted to run out and grab you and drag...
Kennedy stood in line for the busses once again. Deja vu, right? She smiled to herself. Last year she had tried to show herself as brimming over with self-confidence, while in reality she was terribly shy and nervous. Well, summer camp had fixed all of that. To make her day perfect, she saw Ferinc with a girl in tow. The girl was supposed to be twelve now, but she looked more like eight or nine. Ferinc didn't hesitate about cutting in the line. He went right up to Kennedy and presented the...
Chapter Nine: Bimbo Wife's Big Black Mistake By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals “What?” the Black man asked, blinking at my question as I rubbed on his cock through his jeans. My pussy clenched so hard. I shouldn't be doing this. There was something wrong with the intelligence serum. The cabin pressure of the plane we flew on was affecting it in me. The bimboness kept swamping over and me, covering in me... Yummy,...
Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals “Alice,” I said when my wife’s phone picked up. “Where did you wander off to? I have—” “Hello, Dr. Jackman,” an unfamiliar woman said instead of his wife. My eyebrows furrowed in shock. “Why do you have my wife’s phone?” “Because I have your wife.” The woman’s words had a throaty cadence about them. There was something in the background that sounded like ... licking. “And you are?” “The woman holding your wife,” she answered. “You really should...
Kennedy bounced out of bed the day after she got back from camp and all but ran downstairs, then threw herself into her exercises. Mr. Glastonbury arrived a few moments later, a tray with a coffee cup and some toast in hand. He watched her for a few moments, then picked up the paper and started reading it. Kennedy finished her usual set, feeling not the least tired. Yes! There is magic and there is magic! Ferinc and those others had theirs and she had hers! She plunked herself down...
Chapter Three: Bimbo Wife Gets Caught By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals I giggled at Natasha's jaw dropping. The doughy, overweight grocery store employee had no idea how to test for a cucumber's hardness. I shuddered as I pushed the vegetable so deep into my cum-filled pussy as I lay against the melons stacked on the produce table. I was so glad that nice, Black man had taught me this method. First he fucked me with his...
A few days later Kennedy stood with Mr. Glastonbury at Faire, this time well before the official opening. "It seems so long ago since the first time I came to Faire," Kennedy said sadly. "I know. You were cute in your Robin Hood costume." "I'm tempted to visit Harriet's mother and buy one of her dresses," Kennedy told him. "I don't think she'd sell you one. I think ... well, it was touch and go before the party." "I know. I can hope, though." "Kennedy, your father says,...
Amy spoke to them before lights out. "A final word, ladies. One person to a bed. In a few minutes it will be eleven and the lights will go out. After lights out, the front porch stops being part of the cabin; you will have to be inside. You may sit at the tables and read, talk or whatever, so long as it's quiet. "Remember the three monkeys' motto: you see nothing, you hear nothing and you say nothing. Who is with who, doing what is none of your business. Don't make a fuss. If you have a...
Chapter Eight: Bimbo Wife DPed By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals The fume hood roared as I worked with the chemicals in it. I had an idea for how to make the intelligence serum last longer than an hour. It required just the right combination and percentage of chemicals so the solution didn't burst into a toxic cloud. Hence, the fume hood. I sat on my stool in my private lab in the bowels of BT Chemicals. It was wonderful...
Kennedy walked the mile or so to the house, arriving a little before six. Mr. Glastonbury wanted a blow-by-blow account of the battle with the bats, then a summary of the poker game. "So, did you win a great deal?" "No, as near as I can tell, I lost fifteen cents. A couple of the others at the table did well. Pipes and that Carlos fellow. Dennis and Don Valentine did the worst." "And some of them have heard of Slayers?" "Yes, sir. The older ones for sure. Dennis didn't know. I...
A while later they trooped down to the dining hall. Kennedy was prepared for some pretty mediocre food after what Mr. Glastonbury had said, but evidently Lauren was spending more these days than she had at first. It wasn't up to the standards Kennedy was used to, but it was okay. Several of the other Fox cabin girls said it was a lot better than what their cafeterias at school served. At the end of dinner, Lauren once again stood up. She went through a list of the various activities that...
SRU: Becoming A Blonde, Blue-Eyed, Buxom, Bimbo. Part 2 by Yvonne Moore SRU: Becoming A Blonde, Blue-Eyed, Buxom, Bimbo. Part 2. "And, -like- if you girls -like- think I'm going to wear the clothes we -like- bought in the mall, you're -like-totally crazy!" "Besides I have -like- my own business to run, -like- how will I go to work like this!" He shrieked while squeezing his large breasts. "Now, -like- all I have to do is -like- take this dress and make-up off, go to sleep and...
Chapter Five: Bimbo Wives' Orgy By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Delilah Murphy, Senator of the Great State of Indiana I trembled with excitement. I couldn't believe what Magnolia had shown me. A serum that turned women into busty airheads—bimbos. It seemed impossible, and yet one stood before me. Annalee Burrell, a woman I had met a few times had transformed from an uptight, straight woman with a pinched face into a blonde bombshell. A blonde bombshell that was so dumb I had...
Kennedy celebrated her tenth birthday in style with Mr. Glastonbury at a small, hole-in-the-wall Chinese restaurant in China Town in New York City. It was not a particular surprise to Kennedy to learn that Mr. Glastonbury spoke Chinese; it was only a surprise when she found something he didn't know. He was unusually quiet at dinner, while Kennedy was unusually unrestrained. She didn't care, she was now ten, a double-digit age. She didn't care what other people thought, but in her mind she...
Steffie turned to Kennedy after the others were gone. "I know you're Kennedy." "It's not like it's a secret," Kennedy told her. "No, it's not. It was odd how fast people forget who was the target of the stalker." "The others are getting ahead." "And have as much chance of beating the two of us to camp as they have of flying to the moon this week. Please, walk with me." Kennedy followed the other, who was keeping the pace deliberately slow. "You did wrong just now." "How...
Two days later Kennedy stood next to Harriet, looking up at the granite facing of the high school. "This is weird," Kennedy whispered to Harriet. Harriet laughed. "You have no idea. Fortunately, you aren't likely to be intimidated by anyone who makes fun of the fact that you haven't been in school before." Kennedy slapped one fist into her other palm. "Modest displays of certitude!" Harriet nearly convulsed with laughter. "Kennedy, approach this like you did the first day of camp....
Chapter Seven: Bimbo Pussy Suppository By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Delilah Murphy, Senator of the Great State of Indiana I shivered when I walked out of the nasty, disgusting trailer with Natasha. The implications of what I had just done struck me. I had bought a human being. I paid $10,000 up front with the promise of another $10,000 for the busty, brunette bimbo beside me, a huge, ecstatic grin on her face. “I'm a lesbian now!” she shouted out to the trailer park. It was a...
Kennedy snapped her locker shut and turned to head off to American Lit and the start of a new school day. Juan Baptiste was leaning against the corridor wall, behind her locker door. "Chica, you have a second?" She inclined her head and walked over to him, ignoring the others in the bustling hallway. "That cop, Harrison, came to me a coupla days ago, tol' me about what you did. That it was you that got Dwight sent away, that I should thank my lucky stars because if I kept on, Dwight...
Kennedy's first clue that something was wrong was when she pressed down to lift up from the boat. Her shoulders and arms hurt. When she lifted the boat, beads of sweat popped out on her forehead and she fought not to drop the boat. Her back screamed in pain, her arms, shoulders... even her legs were in agony. She gritted her teeth and straightened up, the boat on her shoulder. Mr. Waterman's scull was floating loose a few feet away; he was nowhere to be seen. Kennedy's eyes came to light...
Kennedy walked from the jet to where Mr. Glastonbury patiently waited for her. Annie was standing by the car, her attention in every direction but hers. "Welcome home, Miss Kennedy," her tutor said politely. "Am I welcome?" "Of course. I admit to being disappointed, Miss Kennedy. And if I were to characterize the extent of the disappointment, I would have to say I'm 'gravely disappointed.' You made a mistake, right?" "Yes, sir. I nearly got four of my friends killed." "Not...
Tuesday, a week after the catastrophe, Kennedy appeared at the Athletic Club. There were only one coach and three rowers practicing; the traffic was still light on the freeways and roads. Kennedy warmed up, then rowed out two thousand meters, then came back flying down the lane, letting all of her rage from the last week drive her. The coach who was there laughed. "Wanna trade jobs? You could give me tips, not the other way around!" He was a tall, lanky fellow with bad skin and his hair...
Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals “I know. By five sexy bimbos,” moaned my bimbo wife Alice from the expensive surround sound. She was on the TV screen dominating the living room cuddled against Director Steffen. He headed the FDA’s Center for Food Safety and Applied Nutrition, who certified all cosmetic products. Like the bimbo serum I wanted to sell and make billions with. “Isn’t that wonderful?” “Yes, it is,” I grinned, my hand bobbing Margarete’s head up and down my cock. I...
Kennedy sat musing for a few minutes. Pipes had made a deliberate mention of the house being swept for bugs. She was pretty sure he was concerned about listening devices, here. Well, odds were he had something to be worried about. She'd never found one, but she was sure her father was a thorough man. Mr. Glastonbury was, too. She shook her head. She'd been stupid, yes indeed. Yes, she'd risked her life and those of a bunch of others. The fact was the only thing she could have changed was...
Delilah Murphy, Senator of the Great State of Indiana I trembled with excitement. I couldn’t believe what Magnolia had shown me. A serum that turned women into busty airheads—bimbos. It seemed impossible, and yet one stood before me. Annalee Burrell, a woman I had met a few times had transformed from an uptight, straight woman with a pinched face into a blonde bombshell. A blonde bombshell that was so dumb I had convinced her that she would love licking my ass merely because I was a...
Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals I groaned as I sank my cock into Donna’s wet, sultry pussy. My bimbo wife let out a moan around the senator’s cock ramming down her throat. Around us in the small exhibition room in the Smithsonian Museum of Natural History, Nicole and Veronica, two of my other bimbo wives, writhed as they were fucked by the collection of congressmen and senators, some of the most powerful men from both parties. I grinned, my dick throbbing in Donna’s pussy as I...
Kennedy and Mr. Glastonbury walked to his car, parked in the school pickup area. There was a traffic ticket on the windshield. One of the patrolmen who'd been on duty inside the school saw them and noticed the ticket. He walked quickly over and picked it up. "I'll take care of this," he told Mr. Glastonbury. "I'm sorry, Miss. I really screwed up." "Yep!" Kennedy agreed. "I've screwed up, Mr. Glastonbury has screwed up; God knows, Larkin is a total screw up. It's not that you make...
Chapter Two: Bimbo Wife & the Black Cock By mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals “I think we need to invite the Executive Officer of CFSAN to our home,” Alice said as she pressed against me in the back of our limo. She pronounced CFSAN as “sif-san.” CFSAN, the Center for Food Safety and Applied Nutrition, was that part of the FDA which approved, among other things, cosmetic products like the Venus Serum, our revolutionary compound that would turn the...
Chapter 8: Fucking the Bimbo's Ass by mypenname3000 Copyright 2016 Frank Donna Wilson's face went red with anger as I grinned at her. Then she giggled. I had promised to fuck her ass after injecting her with the bimbo serum. She was the tenth woman in the living room that had received the treatment. The other nine, all married, were already beginning their changes, their frumpy bodies becoming busty and beautiful. “You are not going to...” Another giggle escaped Donna's lips. She...
I've been trying to kill her for a while now, the big problem is Kennedy doesn't really exist. Kennedy is me, or at least one part of my personality. It's that part which Matt met first. It was that part that which he fell in love with, but never told me. She's a bitch, and Matt likes that about her. I want to be me, I want to be Kiki, I'm a much nicer person, and Matt likes that about me. Matt can get confused (and confusing) like that. I thought I'd finally killed her when we had a...
Her name was Kennedy, just that and nothing more. At eight she was relatively tall, but that still meant she was just a little kid to any adult in the vicinity. Her biological father had gone away; her mother hadn't supplied the reason and he wasn't around to explain for himself. Her mother was, though, a cynical woman who was tall, elegant, dark and pretty, and she had definitely set out to marry upscale the second time. Kennedy had kept her father's last name and tossed out the one her...
Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals “I think that should cover it,” my husband said as he finished writing out the check. He tore it free and handed it to Mr. Peterson, the nice manager of the Lucky grocery store. His fly was still open, Natasha licking at his half-hard cock. Natasha was a new bimbo. I improvised her today, turning her from a doughty woman into a sexy, hot woman that understood just how yummy and wonderful sex was, like hot fudge drizzled all over...
Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals “What?” the Black man asked, blinking at my question as I rubbed on his cock through his jeans. My pussy clenched so hard. I shouldn’t be doing this. There was something wrong with the intelligence serum. The cabin pressure of the plane we flew on was affecting it in me. The bimboness kept swamping over and me, covering in me... Yummy, delicious, marshmallowy delight. I giggled, my pussy clenching, eager to be filled. “Do you...
Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals I giggled at Natasha’s jaw dropping. The doughy, overweight grocery store employee had no idea how to test for a cucumber’s hardness. I shuddered as I pushed the vegetable so deep into my cum-filled pussy as I lay against the melons stacked on the produce table. I was so glad that nice, Black man had taught me this method. First he fucked me with his cock so I could remember how firm a big, thick dick was, then I shoved the...
Becoming a Blonde, Blue-eyed, Buxom, Bimbo A Spells R Us story by Yvonne Moore -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Monica wondered as she remembered the tales she'd heard concerning the Sigma Beta Beta sorority. If you believed what circulated through the rumor mill, then Sigma Beta Beta owed its very existence to the old man and his "Spells R Us" shop. Now that was downright really silly and totally unbelievable. Just what could...
Alice Jackman, Chief Research Scientist of BimboTech Chemicals The fume hood roared as I worked with the chemicals in it. I had an idea for how to make the intelligence serum last longer than an hour. It required just the right combination and percentage of chemicals so the solution didn’t burst into a toxic cloud. Hence, the fume hood. I sat on my stool in my private lab in the bowels of BT Chemicals. It was wonderful to have my own lab to do my research. I squirmed on my stool, my busty...
For a week Kennedy waited for Ruby to call, then finally realized it was pointless. At that point neither of them was going to give an inch. She had a better day than most for a change, and when she was catching her breath after a very long exercise set, she turned to Mr. Glastonbury. "Should I call Ruby?" He shook his head. "What should I have done different? She kept wanting me to tell the truth. What's wrong with that? She knew perfectly well I was telling the truth about little...
Chapter 2: Injecting the Bimbo's Ass by mypenname3000 Copyright 2015 Frank A faint bell roused me from sleep, the bed rocking as my wife shifted. I was still buzzing from yesterday as I rose from the depths of unconsciousness. My plump, intelligent wife had tested herself with my beauty serum. And it worked. She became a gorgeous, busty woman. Her tits were amazing. She was perfect. But she also became a complete airhead. A bimbo. And I liked it. She sucked my cock for the first...
Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals “I think we need to invite the Executive Officer of CFSAN to our home,” Alice said as she pressed against me in the back of our limo. She pronounced CFSAN as “sif-san.” CFSAN, the Center for Food Safety and Applied Nutrition, was that part of the FDA which approved, among other things, cosmetic products like the Venus Serum, our revolutionary compound that would turn the ugliest, fastest woman into a hot, busty beauty. And a bimbo. Like the two...
Kennedy walked back into the office after talking to Mr. Glastonbury. "Now, off with you three," Lauren told Charlotte. "Get settled in your cabin, and get ready to have an enjoyable two weeks." Charlotte walked with them a few feet, and then waved at their suitcases, sitting lonely now, in the road. "You two get your things. I'm past due at the cabin." She pointed it out to them and hurried off. Kennedy got hers and joined Harriet and they too started up the hill. But Harriet was...
When they got to Scarsdale, Kennedy simply walked towards the taxi stand, Ferinc in tow. She waved him to get in the next available cab. "I'll be a second," she told him. "Sure, Kennedy." Kennedy took eight quick steps, grabbed the man who'd been following them and smiled. "Walk with me." He shook his head, but didn't say anything. She pulled a ballpoint from her purse's outside pocket and pressed it against his skin. "This contains a quick nerve-toxin. If I inject you with it,...
Delilah Murphy, Senator of the Great State of Indiana I shivered when I walked out of the nasty, disgusting trailer with Natasha. The implications of what I had just done struck me. I had bought a human being. I paid $10,000 up front with the promise of another $10,000 for the busty, brunette bimbo beside me, a huge, ecstatic grin on her face. “I’m a lesbian now!” she shouted out to the trailer park. It was a rundown, white-trash neighborhood, two streets of overgrown lawn, rusting cars,...