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[bmbochangetales]

Beta Reader Changes

“ Hey! Sorry I’m late! Do you have what you want me to check over?” Sarah the beta reader came to the video meeting.

“I’m stuck. I know you don’t usually write sexual stuff so I don’t know if you can help”

“Well I I usually role play to hash out my stories so let’s try for yours. I’m sure we can do this like adults. Send me your files so I can immerse myself more. Do you have a spiral file by chance like the clip we used to edit your last book?

“Yeah, I’ll send it, and I’ll talk you through it while you wait he prepared the files and then began his explanation.

“Okay, a guy agreed to help this girl focus on her work with his hypnosis video. He doesn’t realize he sends an experimental one that’s to create a bimbo transformation because it’s called “B focus” and “be focused”. He didn’t realize he labeled them so closely”

“Okay, accidental file swap. This sounds good so far.” Sara listened more.

“She does the file and wakes up the next day refreshed. She had dreamed of being a huge bimbo but brushed it off. So refreshed so puts effort to her appearance, make up and dressing cute. She does her work. It’s hard to do but she just feels so good. She reports to him and he says make yourself more comfortable and just follow. She does and takes it as wear comfy lingerie and keep her make up on. He sends her version two of the wrong file once more and that’s where I’m stuck. I need her transformation worked out to get to the part so he can fix it”

“Okay so kind of like lead to the climax so he can save the day?” She questioned.

“ I think so” she thinks his answer.

Sarah’s computer pinged “ oh the files came through, good I can work them. You even sent a fake hypnosis file to help. Good! Okay give me a minute to immerse” she read over quick as the video file loaded on her computer. He just waited patiently.

“Download complete” her computer informed her. “Okay. I don’t believe in hypnosis but let me just look at the spiral so I feel like the character” a pink light filled her screen. She stared.

“Let yourself relax” he said. Sara nodded as she leaned back and got more comfortable. She watched the spiral just move gently around and around. It was relaxing. Maybe not to change her brain but to relax, hypnosis might be a thing.

“Sara you ready?” He snapped her out along her trance.

“Oh...umm... yeah,” she stumbled over speaking “I just had a thought. Let me dress like her. You don’t mind if I wear lingerie just so we can beat your writer’s block, right?”

“I mean only if your comfortable Sara.” He said calmly.

“Oh yeah I totally trust you. Let’s see, it says here magenta pink silk and lace top and matching silk shorts that gave her plenty of space to grow. I think I actually have that” she walked away, just thinking of the spiral. She quickly dressed and figured make up was in order. She felt so good as she strutted back.

“Oh wow, you did have it. What a strange coincidence. I’m sorry” he apologized. She put her hand up and shook her head. “ Don’t worry, it’s a common set to own I think” she said not remembering buying it. She went back to reading and she realized something.

“Oh you know this character doesn’t have a name yet, what do you think?”

“ I couldn’t think of one. Suggestions?”

“Ummm, hmmm like it should’ve a name that doesn’t change. Like normal but bimbo sounding. Bimbo, Bimbo...Bimbo...bi....BiBi! Like BiBi. It sounds silly and sexy but could be a normal name.”

“Okay BiBi!” He scribbled some notes.

“ Call me BiBi well we role play! It will help me role play and stay in character so we can get this story right!” She felt kind of cute being called BiBi!

“Okay Bibi, just watch the spiral for a few minutes and you should feel a change” he read out of his writing. “Make sure your comfortable and really focused on the spin and colors”

She opened the file and stared. Shades of pink and white swirled on her screen he watched he through the video and could see the purple swirl start. Her mouth gasped open as she just stared.

“‘BiBi felt her body get soft and relaxed with the swirl on her screen” he read out “she relaxed so much that drool slipped out of her lips” He watched Sara as BiBi as a strand of saliva fell from her lips. “She felt her body get hot but ignored it as the spiral slowed and added blue to the colors. Words started to appear. Bimbo popped on the screen like a pretty pink bubble and popped as drool continued to drip down to her B cup breasts” Sara as BiBi felt her breast get wet and she swore the word was on her screen but the colors kept her calm. She felt so hot but this spiral was cool. This was so good she thought waiting for more guide.

“The word ditz appeared on screen and a pair of oversized lips sucked the word in as BiBi followed, her lips swelling two sizes bigger.” Sara being BiBi imagined it and felt her lips make the sucking motion. It really felt like her lips were getting bigger and her head felt so light and empty. Like she ate the word ditz to make her one. She just dazed out thinking , she always wanted bigger lips. They really felt like they had swollen. She touched them.

“ BiBi poked her lips as more colors appeared. So much drool was covering her chest but she felt so relaxed. Her head tingled as her hair grew out using what was of her intelligence to get long lucious red hair. She was getting dumber but she liked the feeling”

Bibi’s head was super tingly. Her hair tickled and she caught a flash of red. She just felt as she drilled out of her mouth more as her head emptied of intelligence. She felt so good. Maybe she should do some intelligence loss when this role play is over. She felt like really dumb. It felt so good. And her hair looked amazing.

“”Dumbing down, sexy girl. Horny bimbos are fun. appeared in the swirls. Bimbos are dumb ditzy sexy girls! Feel your clothes change, ”repeated for 10 minutes on the screen but to BiBi it felt like seconds ” he read nervous about this part.

BiBi read the words appearing on her screen. They kept flashing. She could be dumber. She was becoming sexy. She was horny so she was fun. She focused as she felt her mind melt the little bit left. She became so turned in she began humpimg in her chair. Her nipples became hard from being so horny. The spiralwas right though this was fun. She looked down to see her outfit change. It became a dress only appropriate to wear to a strip club. He enjoyed the shift seeing the former Sara immersed in her new role. He was almost done.

“Tits inflating now flashed on the screen. BiBi giggled as she felt silicon filling her chest. She loved this new spiral. She was looking like her dream last night. Huge G cup tits grew. She loved her enormous titties.” He read getting confident in his plan.

Were there words on her screen? Sara...noo BiBi giggled because she felt so silly. This couldn’t really happen. She looked down to see her tits slowly pumping up. Tiny Bs grew to Cs past a full D and melon sized DD. They began bouncing at E. So fake and delicious at F. They stopped at G although she wanted them one more size up. But she loved them. She gave them a shake. He was getting so horny from seeing her change and become his dream bimbo.

“You love your juicy ass. Enjoy it and shake it. The screen is a rainbow dominated by pink as BiBi sees bimbo flashing 100 times making her mind a bimbo forever. BiBi focused so hard as the final transformations to her body and mind took hold. She was horny and ready to fuck” he was excited.

BiBi stood up and her tiny dress rose up as her ass swelled. She showed it to the camera becoming like two basketballs. She would probably never find pants again. She stared at the screen as it flashed rainbow and pink with bimbo. She couldn’t blink as it flashed altaking it’s hold on her. She needed cock why was he in the computer. She needed him.

“BiBi felt so good and free. Bimbo life is for me said BiBi. She never wanted to change back. She would have to find master and show him this was better, she quickly got a cab to his house. She would be a good Bimbo for him” BiBi looked at the camera “ bimbo life is for me, let come and show you”

He paused for a second “my card is in you purse give it to the ya I driver and you may try to show me” she scrambled towards her purse and the door. She put on pink high heels as she got a cab. She was ready to be BiBi.

He’ll miss having her as a beta reader but she makes a much better bimbo anyways, he thought as posted for a beta reader for his newest story, finally complete. He stroked Bibi’s head as she sucked his dick. The role playing was continuing on and on. And BiBi got her happy ending.

[bmbochangetales]

A synergistic potion cocktail of "Words Matter" and "Talk Dirty to Me." "Words Matter" makes it so any comment you receive for the next 24 hours will change you to make it true while "Talk Dirty to Me" makes everyone you interact with project their dirtiest, horniest fantasies onto you in words.

Dirty Words Matter - Sugar Patron Story

(Wild enough, this is VERY similar to my last Sugar Patron Poll Idea! So anon just unlocked a full story!)

Poor Layla was hurrying to get projects completed and important tasks finished. After having the holidays off, she was feeling the repercussions on her return to work.

She wasn't paying much attention to the drink that came with her latest DoorDash order. She grabbed her drink and took a sip, half-paying attention to her meal in what was becoming a working lunch.

Except something was amiss. She couldn't place her finger on it, but the drink was cloyingly sweet and gave her goosebumps. She had no clue it was not actually her Diet Dr. Pepper. No, a mischievous alchemist had given her something that was a mix of a "Talk Dirty to Me" potion and a "Words Matter" potion. Well, AND a Diet Dr. Pepper.

"I guess the drink's gone bad. Meh." Layla didn't question it and finished her food before heading out the door for a meeting. She caught a look of herself in the mirror, realizing her pants were snug. "Ugh, everything I eat goes straight to my ass."

Layla felt a churning in her tummy, but she was oblivious to the effects of the potion as it latched onto those words, making them true. Her most recent meals and the fats and nutrients they provided shifted and her ass bulked up right before her eyes! But rather than react, she just looked at herself and... yes, her ass was always fluctuating like this. It was a weird quirk about the way she put on weight. No sense in dwelling on it, but she really did need new pants.

Her meeting was close by, so she decided she could just walk. That proved to be a bit of a misstep. A group of frat bros with nothing to do on winter break passed Layla by and laughed amongst themselves, pointing at her ass when she passed. "That's how I like my girls, boys; dummy thicc!"

Ugh! Layla didn't get why they were like that. She may have had a bubble butt, but... woah. Her stomach was acting up again. And her pants were desperate for an upgrade, because suddenly it felt like her hips and thighs were just double-stuffed into her denim, threatening to break free in wobbly defiance!

Why did she even get upset by that again? Maybe she had missed something; she was kind of a dummy. She managed okay, but everyone knew Layla was flighty and missed the point sometimes. Almost like little bits of her brain went poof!

"Nah," one of the other men answered, leering at Layla. She wasn't unfamiliar with men being perverts, but something about the way he looked at her, she felt like he was picturing her so... vividly. "You know me; I'm a simple guy. A fat ass is nice, but she deserves a nice pair of milk jugs to wrap around me."

The men walked away, but Layla nearly doubled-over. Whatever she ate was really weighing on her. It definitely wasn't the pounds and pounds of fat and milk swelling in her shirt. Her breasts ballooned several sizes, with her bra adjusting to find her new size like she was always a bombshell.

And dammit, she was leaking through said bra AGAIN! Layla's milky problem didn't have a real cause, nor did it have an end in sight. It was just part of her life, and people knew that.

Finally arriving to her agent's office, Layla stopped by to talk to his secretary. She was always nice, if disinterested in Layla's presence. But today, she was eager to call Layla over to check out her computer. "Come on, take a look at this guy."

Layla expected a Hemsworth or something, but nope. Her agent's secretary was showing her a muscular man dominating a fat-bottomed girl that looked a lot like Layla from the back. And all this on a work computer! "That's, um..."

"Oh, come on," the secretary chided. "It's hot. Don't you just feel every ounce of feminism leave your body looking at a stud like that?"

Layla wanted to reply, but her eyes were transfixed on the screen and her stomach was filled with butterflies. Watching a strong man like that put some slutty girl in her place did have an effect on her. She'd always considered herself a feminist, but watching the pornographic display, she wondered if she ever believed any of it. Maybe she was faking it for the right guy to come along and show her how to be inferior.

"Anyway, Mr. Silver can see you now!"

"Huh? Oh, um, yeah!"

Layla walked into her agent's office, ass and thighs bouncing as she walked, reminding her that she was more of a sex object than she would admit.

"Layla! Good to see you. Please close the door." Mr. Silver wasn't sitting behind his desk, but rather leaning in front of it. That gave Layla a chance to really appreciate his body; toned, strong. "You're leaking again? We could have rescheduled the meeting!"

Layla blushed, covering her chest with her arms! "Oh, it's nothing. I didn't want to be an inconvenience. I'm sorry I've been delayed, but I've made a lot of progress on my latest manuscript!"

"Working hard?" He smirked. "You're such a people pleaser. It's like you never learned to say no."

Layla blinked. The sentence replaced in her head again, but that last world felt funny. She knew it, in concept. But it was just... not something she could bring herself to say? It felt off limits. Especially if it prevented her from pleasing others. "Yes, sir."

Mr. Silver looked her over, his head filled with lusty thoughts about one of his writers. She had a lewd body and something about her made it hard not to picture her in compromising positions. And if she couldn't say no... "Don't cover your tits."

It was such a bold thing to say in a work setting! But Layla nodded. "Yes, sir," and put her arms down.

"...Take that shirt off."

"Y-yes, sir." Layla didn't know if this was ethical behavior, but she was told to do it, and Mr. Silver's face was clearly one of pleasure.

The man grinned. "Bend over my desk."

Layla complied, getting into position, but she did feel her conscience tug at the need to say something. "Sir, you're... married, right?"

Normally, that would give him pause, but watching this thicc bitch bent over, it was hard not to imagine his vivid fantasies. His perverse idealized version of Layla. "Oh, don't get boring. What do you girls say? You're just entering your Villain Era."

The fluttering in Layla's stomach was starting to settle. Why was she concerning herself with her Agent's wife? She wasn't here, right? That was on her. Besides, fucking her way to some better book deals was a possibility Layla never considered before. But it felt right. It felt good. "Whatever you want, Sir."

He chuckled. "Normally, my type's more of a dumb blonde, but you'll do just fine."

Layla giggle, feeling him press her down on the desk further, watching the wisps of platinum blonde fall in front of her eyes. It came with a sense of lightheadedness. The facts settled in; this wasn't even the first time this had happened.

It wasn't like Layla was smart enough to be a good writer. But Mr. Silver couldn't resist a curvy blonde hottie with a room temperature IQ. "I love being your type, Sir."

"Of course you do," he answered, smacking Layla's now-bared ass to watch it jiggle. You're so well-behaved for me. So... what do you say in those trashy books of yours? Oh, right; submissive and breedable."

Layla shuddered as the last of the potion in her system did its work, altering what was in her pants. Not only did her modest girlcock shrivel away, but it was quickly replaced with a dripping wet cunt and all the bits inside waiting to be bred by her boss.

He knew she was fertile, but he didn't care. He loved how obedient she was, and Layla loved how this dominant daddy was going to tell her what to do and set her up for life in the process.

Layla Drank a Potion! (OG Post)

(Thank you to my Sugar Patrons for helping me with another fun poll of suggestions! And for the anon who gave me an excuse to finally use them! Find ways to support me as a Sugar Patron on my Discord!)

[bmbochangetales]

Thot, Er, Thought-Interface BetterU!

You didn't hate the way you looked, but who didn't have something they would fix if they had the chance? After opting into the Thought-Interface BetterU program, you had that chance!

You returned home and activated the implant in your head, seeing the interface in your vision. It was surprisingly intuitive, opening new options when you thought about them and letting you customize with another simple thought.

You almost didn't believe it, so you thought small. [Hair] was one of the first options available, and you always thought your dishwater blonde hair was drab, so why not try...

Hair: Red

You watched in the mirror as your hair shifted like your hue sliders were moving, deepening into a rich, vibrant red. It was perfect, but did it match your dark eyes?

Eyes: Gray-Blue

That was quick! This was so responsive! But those were such tame changes. Shifting your stormy eyes down further, you always thought your lips were too thin, and—

Lips: Slightly Plump, Heart-Shaped

Well, that tingled! Your lips filled out until they looked perfectly kissable. You want a nice tiny build to go with this pretty face, but you can't help thinking of things that could use a little more plumpness and shape, too. You turned and looked over her shoulder, thinking...

Build: Petite Butt: Full, Round

Your rather unimpressive ass expanded out, each cheek round and prominent. You were thinking about more of a bubble butt, but you could adjust that. At least you weren't so flat; now that you had the option, that was the furthest thing you wanted to be.

Breasts: E, Natural

"Wait, wait, what?" That wasn't what you were thinking! You gasped as your chest warmed up and filled with fatty tissue, straining against your thin white top! At this rate, what good were your clothes??

Wardrobe: Bikinis & Lingerie

Wait, how was that even a feature?? Your clothes melted away, leaving behind a flimsy bikini barely containing your new curves. These tits looked monstrous and mismatched on your petite build!

Build: Hourglass

Well, maybe you walked into that one, feeling your midsection soften and your hips widen as your tight frame thickened up a bit to balance you out. It was time to rein this in. Maybe the problem is just you getting stressed out and thinking too much too fast, right?

Personality: Relaxed, Unbothered, Bubbly IQ: 60

What was that?? You understood what that meant and that made you... peaceful? Calm? That wasn't right, was it? You giggled, unfazed by the soft popping feelings in your head. What did you understand again? Apparently not much, though your titties in that mirror were, like, SO big? An E? You weren't good with letters, but there were bigger ones, right?

Bre-ERROR Tits: J, Natural

Right, like J!

When your partner came home, they were confused, concerned, and (despite their best efforts, aroused.) They asked if they should call someone to reverse what happened now that you were too dumb to properly control your menu. You just giggled. "Psh, I'm just the better me! And the best me is the me that gets you way horny!"

Hair: Curly Bob Tits: M, Fake Lips: Bimbo Big IQ: 45 Libido: Extreme Job: Bimbo Housewife

You blinked, oblivious about why your spouse was ogling you like a sex object. You didn't feel the silicone blowing up your already massive bust, or the way your lips were too big to close all the way. You didn't even notice as you dumbed down even further into the bimbo housewife of their unspoken fantasies!

Did they forget what you were there for? That was funny since they were the smart one.

You smiled and jiggled a little for them as a reminder. "Does honey want horny bimbo wifey time?"

As it turned out, they were fine with this Better U!

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Kelly loved that her girlfriend had a bimbo fetish. She didn't get it at first; the "dumb and slutty" part took some time to wrap her head around. But having huge boobs? That she loved!

She also loved playing with her girlfriend's fetishes. Finding fun and sexy ways to make the kink a reality was so exciting for her. So when she came across something called "Bimbo Juice" online, she had to try it out. All the reviews were great; most of them read like "omggg super yummy!!!” and “my boobies are soooo big now!!! thanks babes!!!" which Kelly assumed were either created as a marketing gimmick or simply people indulging their kinks. Either way, her girlfriend was going to love this.

Of course, Kelly didn’t expect the Bimbo Juice to be real. The first sip was really tasty; it was like drinking liquid cotton candy. She took another drink and, before she knew it, the whole glass was empty. She had like, totally forgot to even tell her girlfriend about it first! Kelly giggled at that. She was such an airhead sometimes!

“Oh well, gotta have some more then!” she said to herself as she began to mix another glass. But then she had the bestest idea! What if she just like, filled a whole water bottle with it! Maybe she could like, make a cute label or something for it too! Like, something pink and sparkly! * * * * *

“Babe?” Kelly heard her girlfriend’s voice from the other room, “You okay? You’ve been gone for – Oh my God! Kelly, what happened to you!?”

Kelly looked down at her chest, which seemed to be stretching out her top more and more by the second, and giggled, “Heya babes! So I like, was makin’ some Bimbo Juice but then I drank it and forgot to tell you so started makin’ more!” She took a sip before holding up her water bottle. “But like, I think it might be real? I didn’t think it was at first but like, ummm, now I dunno. ‘Cause like, I feel all soft and yummy inside. And my titties are super big now too!”

She took another big drink from her bottle and her breasts swelled even more, testing the limits of her t-shirt’s fabric. “It’s pretty yummy, y’know. Wanna try some?”

[bmbochangetales]

The Art of Selfies

Candice didn't understand why her photography professor would assign her a project about selfies, of all things. It was so... reductive. Childish! She wondered if the guys in her class would be expected to spend their time getting invested in taking quality selfies. It was insulting to her talents.

She started with her camera, but something about the framing was wrong. It didn't feel like a selfie, and if she was stuck with this assignment, she should try to get to the heart of a selfie. She hated the thought, but decided to switch to her phone for a more authentic experience.

She used a mirror and snapped another picture, but that wasn't quite right either. Her face was covered; Candice knew it was important for people to be able to see her face. For a proper selfie, at least.

The second attempt was better, but she didn't have the right energy. She'd seen other girls take hot selfies and they were all about confidence and showing off. They were also about filters, and Candice figured playing with those might help with her confidence.

It was amazing what those filters could do! Most of her piercings and tattoos looked like they were totally gone, and her skin was more clear than she'd ever seen it. Candice looked hot. She was actually eager to take another selfie. She even pursed her lips, which she always teased other girls for doing, but it undeniably made her lips look fuller. It was almost like she could feel the difference.

Candice changed from her sweatshirt into something sleeveless to show off more of her flawless skin. She broke out a glossy lipstick her roommate had on her desk to accentuate her pillowy lips so they'd look even better on camera. She was finally embracing the whole selfie thing.

When she looked up selfie techniques, she realized that she should be experimenting with camera angles. Not only could she better sculpt her face, but a good angle and the help of a push-up bra would apparently do wonders for her boobs.

Not that she cared about making her boobs look bigger, but she also didn't NOT care.

The more photos she took, the deeper the angles she picked, and soon it was starting to look like she had pretty big tits. Candice even took off the push-up bra at some point because it was feeling too tight, but she still looked huge!

After a week of selfies, the assignment was the furthest thing from Candice's mind. She was diving deep on trends and sending her selfies to girls and guys all over campus to find out what they thought. After all, selfies were supposed to make you feel good, but they felt even better when you shared them.

When she saw selfies from girls like her, with full lips and big titties, Candi noticed they wore less clothes than she did. She could do that. They also had doe-like, almost empty-headed looks, and Candice could totally pull that off.

In fact, with each selfie, the expression felt more natural. That spacey, sultry look became second-nature. Even when she wasn't taking selfies, Candi started zoning out with her perfect lips parted and her eyes wide and framed with enough makeup to really perfect the dopey stare.

Candi missed her assignment deadline and most of her classes, but her photography professor did still commend her for embracing the Art of Selfies when he subscribed to her private Snapchat.

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Borrowing this nifty Bimbo Type chart from @educating-bimbos because it's just neat!

Send me a message with what dual typing you think I deserve!

[bmbochangetales]

When the right amount of chemicals are added to the women’s bathroom air freshener dispenser. The office becomes a much happier place.

Jill from accounting is happily pouring all the men coffee putting her full rack of tits on display. She forgot that yesterday she was threatening to fire them all. Now she is the department bimbo.

Iris the COO is busy offering the executive team free use of her body and she got all the girls the sexy dresses as their new office wear. She is ready to be a trophy wife and leave the board room to the men.

The sales department is making goals in a matter of hours especially when video chatting clients and a few promises including some nights out with the whole team. It doesn’t help that they love showing how happy they would be to give blow jibs and tiddyfucks to close the deal.

And here in HR, I’m making sure all these lovely ladies have access to the best healthcare to help cover their new love of plastic surgery and that training stays up to scrap. In fact, here comes the advertising department now.

[bmbochangetales]

Calling all Bimbos, Dolls, Kinksters and many more!

If being pretty was a job, we'd all be getting raises and bonuses left and right. Unfortunately, most of us have to face harsh reality, and that means having to work hard to upkeep your lifestyle, or even just to survive.

@bimbosanddolls is one of those lovely people, and while she was doing what she could to save up for her bimboification despite being a disabled trans woman, life shut her down by taking away her Patreon earnings, something to do with the monetary aid she gets.

Now, the breast implants she was saving up for aren't just for show, but also part of her transition journey. Everyone deserves to be happy with who they are and what they look like, and Kiki just experienced a setback in that regard. She had to close her Patreon, but she is still allowed to receive donations through her ko-fi.

That is why I'm calling all the people in this community to take a stance against albeism and transphobia, and show our fellow bimbo sisters and the world what we can do. And if you can't donate, spread the word! Show off that bouncy body for a good cause, and let's get this show trending! The more traction and attention this gets, the closer Kiki will get to her goal.

Donate here!

#titsout4kiki

#titsout4transrights

Do you think being a slut for charity will go well on a resume?

[bmbochangetales]

plzzzz some unwilling hucow breast expansion??? love your writing!!

HUCOW HYPNOSIS- URBAN LEGEND DISPROVEN!

Lilian smirked as she typed the title for her stream. This will be the video that makes me famous…

She took a moment to adjust her hair, brushing a strand from her face as she clicked the ‘start stream’ button. Her face took on a cheerful, slightly fake expression.

“Hi folks! Welcome to another episode of Rumor Hunters. And today we’ve got a very special topic…”

“Hucows. That’s right, human cows, or women with massive breasts that only exist to be milked and fucked.”

She paused, watching the chat that had already started to overflow with messages.

“Now…” Lilian gave a smug smile. “While it sounds like a silly internet kink, there are rumors of a cursed videotape that can hypnotize women into real hucows. It’s even been linked to mysterious disappearances…”

So what if she had to play it up for the crowd? Of course it wasn’t real, but views are views.

“That sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it? Of course it’s impossible to be hypnotized against your will. But thanks to an anonymous benefactor, I have the tape available today.”

“I haven’t seen it yet, but I’ll be watching for the first time on stream…right now.”

She paused for dramatic effect. Her view counter was already ticking up steadily.

“Ok then! Let’s get started. I’ll be providing commentary as we go.”

Lillian pulled up the video and clicked play. Immediately she felt a little disappointed, she had hoped for more drama for the audience.

“Ok, it’s just black and white spirals…” She fidgeted with her headphones. “And I’m hearing something, it sounds like…mooing?”

“How stupid. To think some cheap tricks could change someone like that…”

Change someone like what? She’d seen a few examples of hucows while researching the video, and she had to admit they looked happy. There was something enticing about being cared for…

Lillian shivered. She realized she’d been silent for 15 seconds, that was bad for views!

“O-ok. The video’s changing…now it looks like a video of a woman…getting milked?”

She stared, pupils dilating as the image of pumps slowly being attached worked its way into her brain.

“She…looks like she’s having fun.” She was breathing faster, sitting back in her chair, slouching a little.

Lilian suddenly realized her nipples were hard. Almost painful, a little tingly. She tried to brush them with her hand, to smooth the fabric, only stimulating herself in the process. She gasped.

The video ended with more spirals and moos. But they sounded different, not like cows at all. More…worked up.

“Well…that was…” There was a feeling of heat. She felt tight, flushed, restless.

“I’m sorry, I lost my train of thought. But that was hucow hypnosis…disproven.”

The last word came out dull, flat, like she didn’t really believe it. That was awful…I’ll never get any views from this. Maybe I can save it? Watch it one more time, then just cut out everything but the intro and second take?

Lilian coughed into her hand. “I’m sorry, I might have missed something the first time. Let’s give that one more shot, just for completeness.” She’d recovered a bit of her cheeriness, now that the oppressive haze of the video was gone.

Her finger clicked the mouse. She stared eagerly into the screen.

Even when she was ready for it, the video was still overstimulating. She couldn’t follow the spirals fast enough. Everything fell away into a blissful humming.

“M-mooooo….” Lilian snapped back, clapping a hand over her mouth. How had that happened?! She was thinking the women looked so happy, and it might be nice to…join them…

“Oh!” She looked over at the chat messages. They’re calling me a bimbo?! What happened?

She panicked as she looked through the chat log, the video temporarily forgotten.

“Hey! I was not playing with my nipples!” Several comments mentioned it. But she wasn’t that kind of girl!

Ok. Focus. She could still fix this, cut the stream early, blame it on sickness and pretend it never happened.

Something called out to her. There was a message hidden in that video. She needed to figure it out.

Lillian cleared her throat. “Hucows! They…make milk?.” She couldn’t come up with dialogue on the fly, apparently.

“Uh…let’s just finish the video.” She clicked play again, almost looking forward to it this time. What was the hidden message? It gnawed at her. She had to know.

She stared the pumps. The way they moved back and forth, the deep pulling sensation they caused in each swollen breast, the glassy-eyed stares of the hucows…

What would it be like, if I was getting milked like that…

Lillian suddenly snapped back to reality again. She could barely breathe! Something was constricting tightly around her blouse.

But it wasn’t around her blouse. It was the blouse itself.

She screamed as her buttons popped open, each release of pressure starting the next in a chain reaction. There was a plink-plink-plink as the metal hit her desk, bust heaving frantically as she tried to pull the blouse back together.

Lillian groaned. Her bra was tight. Really tight. Boob flesh bulged out in every direction, the cups providing no support at all except nipple covers.

She couldn’t calm down. The sensation was incredible. The straps of her bra groaned, pulling into her shoulders as her breasts continued their unstoppable expansion.

“It…it works! I’m…so…” her eyes glazed over again as she caught a glimpse of the spirals again. “…huge…”

How many people had she affected by streaming that video?!

Lillian didn’t care. She couldn’t care. Her fingers caressed her chest, feeling the fitness, the size…the sensitivity…

The video continued to play as she grew, mindlessly groping herself, not a concern in her mind. A loud SNAP marked the end of her bra, one strap bursting over her shoulder, the cup sliding down to reveal a darkening nipple.

This time, it didn’t break her trance. She only moaned slightly as a familiar white liquid began to bead on the exposed teat.

“Moooooooo…”

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We block Nazis here.

We block Trumpers and Muskers and billionaire bootlickers too.

I ain't got time or patience for that bullshit. My porn is not for you, goodbye.

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"Disgusting!" Ann scoffed at the computer screen. Her boyfriend had left tabs of porn open when he left. All of them lewdly exaggerated figures unlike her own. A pang of insecurity hit her. Closing them one by one she found each to be even more lewd than the last.

The final tab was a swirling pink video. She meant to close it but her hand moved instead to make it full screen. Her eyes locked on it as heat rose in her body. Seconds seemed like hours as she stared at the screen, nipples aching, hips digging into her jeans, lips tingling. She instinctively unbuttoned her pants and jammed her hand into her crotch as she fell to her knees sending her swollen tits bouncing, eyes never leaving the screen. She needed to cum and she needed to bounce as the video drilled into her mind and her fat tits pushed out the small cups of her bra.

*** 3 Hours Later ***

The front door opened as Ann's boyfriend came in.

"Hey I'm back babe," he said almost as a question.

Out of the bedroom bounced the bimbo of his dreams.

"O M G baby Annie totally needs some dick!"

"I take it you saw the video," he said with a smirk.

"Oh it was like, the bestest video evar. It made me feel so bouncy and my titties are sooo huge." From her fat lips, bloated tits, and thick ass she looked designed to be used for pleasure. The tight dress only amplified it with the sheen of wetness leaking between her legs, likely from playing with herself for hours, she looked and smelled desperate for a fuck.

Her boyfriend started to unbuckle his belt and before he could finish she was already on her knees moaning with his dick in her mouth, bobbing and bouncing to let the heaving weight of her chest slam him into the back of her throat. From now on she would be bouncing on or for dick because as the pink video told her.

A Bouncy Bimbo is a Happy Bimbo

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fuck yeah !!!!!!!!!

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I think the thing everyone is leaving out, is after Musk threw up that Heil, he said "you have my heart because you secured our future"

SECURED OUR FUTURE

Where have I heard that?

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