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It was hard to turn this one down. All of my bimbos had to send me a picture of anything they wanted to buy, and if it was an outfit, I had to see it on them. Bambi was my alpha, but lately she had been getting better at buying the perfect outfits and
Jenny was feeling extra hungry these days. She had a vague memory of something else that used to be important to her. Some kind of exam? She felt like she had to take it at a bar or something, but that couldn’t be right. What school had an exam
She didn’t know exactly why, but she knew she had to take a picture for her Daddy. She didn’t quite know who he was, but she had a feeling that he was the reason her titties had grown so much like she always wanted. She needed to thank him.
“Whadda ya think, Daddy? I grew ‘em jus’ for you.” “Um, really, baby?” I said, stunned, to my wife, “But, but how? They look so real. And, just this morning…” “I grew 'em, Daddy! I took those
“Mr. D, I know I turned 18 last month, but I’m still your student.” “I know, dummy, but now that I’ve slipped you some special pills, you’re going to let go of those stupid rules in your mind. You’ll be my persona
“Daddy! Daddy! Bimbo’s horny!” “Tough shit, stupid. Candii just blew me and that was right after I used the alpha’s asshole. I don’t even remember your name, so there’s no way you’re getting near my Cock.
“But Daddy, why can’t I be your alpha? I was your first bimbo, ‘member? We were study partners and even though I would suck your Dick whenever you wanted, you got sick of my big brain and tiny titties and finally turned me into what
“Yes, baby, I took some of those pills you’ve been hiding in your room.” “But why, Mom?” “You weren’t as sneaky as you thought you were. How did you think I wouldn’t notice your little girlfriends growing
“Pinch ‘em like this, Daddy? Will that make 'em even bigger?” “Yes, dummy, and it’s a good thing too. You’ll never keep me happy with tiny titties like those.” She giggled as I looked out the window. I was
“See, baby? Just like you’ve always wanted, now I have fat titties!” “What? I’ve never said anything about-” “-yes yes, but it was obvious, baby. I saw that you only checked out other girls if they had huge
It was so nice to see my wife and her sister finally getting along. Maybe they needed a little push via breast expansion pills and bimbofication spray, but they didn’t seem to mind. I was happy to sit back while they made up with each other, because
My neighbour’s wife had come over to have an affair. That much was obvious. But such a flat-chested cheat wasn’t worth my time. I almost sent her back home, but the desperation in her eyes convinced me to take mercy. I gave her a glass of
“I don’t even care that you kidnapped me anymore, Daddy, I jus’ want more of that juice. Please? I think it’s making my titties grow.” “Yes, it is. You were a flat little slut when I found you working at that coffee
“Hi, Daddy! Thanks so much for these amazing headphones, my music sounds, like, so much sexier now. And I think it’s making my boobies grow too!” “It is, sweetheart. It’s also programming you to think about nothing except
“I’m sorry baby boy, but mommy doesn’t seem to know how to cook anymore.” “That’s okay, Mommy. You know how to suck Dick though, right?” “Excuse me?” “Don’t try to hide it, dummy, I
I could barely remember a time when this bimbo was flat. She may have been my secretary for a decade, but she was my first transformation subject when I first got my hands on those fateful bimbo pills. Maybe it was because she was my first bimbo, or
“See Daddy? Do you believe me now? My titties are all huge and I dunno when I got ‘em pierced, but I think I like it.” I didn’t expect my Cock to get so hard so fast. I had, after all, created hundreds of bimbos either for myself
My stupid-ass girlfriend sent me another pic of how big her tits had grown in just a few days, thanking me for leaving her with new clothes to change into. She made the mistake of confiding in me that she was jealous of how hard I got looking at busty
Cindy wanted her Daddy to make her tits even bigger. She had no idea why she was arguing with him before. She could please his Cock better this way, so why wouldn’t she want to be the best bimbo possible for him?
He had told his daughter that she needed to become bustier for him and she hesitantly agreed, wanting to please her father, but unsure of his intention. At first he fed her pills, but as her bust grew, she became addicted to them. She loved all the new
This was the last progress update picture I got from one of my bimbo caterpillars in a few days, so I went over to her house to check on her. I walked in on her blowing her son, her hair now platinum blonde, and her huge tits ever bigger. I let the poor
“Hmmm, those are pretty big, dummy, but would you like me to make then bigger?” “Ooo, yes, Daddy! Gimme boobie pills! I wanna be your busty bimbo slut!”
My bimbos took turns pleasing me anonymously so I could objectively choose an alpha. Still, I had used my mother so often after I slipped her the pill that I knew exactly what her slutty hand and newly grown big tits felt like. It was always going to
“Do you know why I turned you into a bimbo?” “‘cause my titties were too small before?” “No, dummy, that’s just a bonus. I figured out you were cheating on me, and that just can’t be. I had to make sure
bustysister: My big brother came into my room late again to “talkâ€, but he was clearly making it up as he went along. At first I thought he was lonely, but he stared at my chest more and more and I didn’t want to think about what that could mean.
It was the first time my mother had smiled at me in months. I may have slipped Bimbo Drops into her tea to fill out her tits and empty out her mind, but it was good to see her happy again, no matter the reason. Plus, now I had somebody to both make my
“Yes, they’re coming in nicely,” I told my secretary, “I’m so glad you didn’t read the fine print. Unless you did and you secretly wanted to become a brainless busty bimbo.” The dumb slut just giggled.
“See, Daddy? They can still get bigger!” “Shut up dummy and bend over for me. I want to see those fat tits shake as I pound your bimbo asshole.” “Ooo, thank you, Daddy!”
My boss was appropriately proud of her new tits, her powerful business mind being replaced with thoughts about my Cock. After months of trying, I finally found an opportunity to slip her the bimbo pill and I have no doubts that she’ll be my new
“Wha-what’s happening?” My daughter asked me as her flat chest started ballooning out. “The food I fed you had bimbo pills in it, baby. You’re going to be my brainless bimbo slut in just a few seconds.” “What?!
I had just emptied a load into this dumb slut’s mouth and she was already hungry for more. But I had other bimbos to “water” so she would have to wait.
The website had been right. She didn’t even notice that her tits had exploded in the shower, and didn’t seem to care that I was watching, despite our big fight. I decided to risk taking out my Cock and my wife-turned-bimbo perked up. She knew
Even after all the testimonials and guarantees, I still couldn’t believe it when my girlfriend’s body started changing right in front of my eyes. I had taken her to a bimbofication chamber that was cleverly disguised as a private couple’
“I dunno what it is, baby, but I’ve been thinking, like, really hard recently” “That’s not a great idea, hun, but what’s been on your mind?” “I’m thinking about how I always turn down sex with you
My Mom was in the final stages of her transformation. She was stupid and horny enough, but I wanted to grow her tits and lips some more before I let her near my Cock that she had started begging for nonstop. And, of course, her platinum hair had to grow
The flower just smelled so good. It made me feel like I had done nothing in my life except absorb its fragrance. I breathed in deeply, feeling my huge chest rise and fall. Wait. Huge chest? I had always been flat-chested and proud. “Keep smelling
“Ohmygod, Daddy, I’m hungry but I don’t wanna eat this. Can’t I just suck your Dick? Nobody else is here.” “It wouldn’t matter if there was, dummy,” I told my best friend’s fiancée. She and I had
I had only slipped Mrs. Reinhardt the bimbo pill a week ago, but she was already in full bimbo form, texting me to ask if her bikini was the right size. What a dummy, of course it was too big.
‘Was I always like this?’ She wondered as she felt him soften inside of her. 'Isn’t it wrong to fuck your brother?’ “Looks like you’re thinking, dummy, what did I tell you about that? Girls with tits as big as yours
“Daddddyyyyyyy” I grinned big. I had traded this bimbo three months ago and she still called me Daddy. I wasn’t going to take her back, but it helped to know that my Cock was still first in her mind.
It didn’t matter how sweet she was, this slut was getting bimbofied. I couldn’t wait to see her big tits get huge and her lips puff up so that she could be allowed to put my Cock in her mouth. An adorable girl like this had to be my blowjob
“That’s good, baby, keep fingering yourself.” “And my titties will keep growing, Daddy?” “You bet. And soon you’ll be so stupid that only my Cock will make you happy.” “That sounds amazing, Daddy,
These dummies were coming along slow and steady. Their intelligence was draining as slowly and surely as their tits were growing, but their obliviousness to the changes remained, and that was the most important part. I gave them both another glass of
It became obvious as my alpha bimbo fed my new recruit my Cock that this new bimbo would soon be the alpha. She knew nothing except for sucking dick and following orders.Â
She may have been hating the date at the beginning of the night, but she didn’t notice when I slipped bimbo dust into her drink and she was getting a lot happier now. She pulled down her dress and stopped using such big words so that all the bigness
It was so wrong, but the results spoke for themselves. After bimbofying girl after girl, the wonder had begun to leave me, but when Intelligence Inc developed age modification, I had to try it out. It was amazing to see my grandmother transform into a
I couldn’t believe how fast the bimbo water was working on my date. We had met online and I took her out to the park for a picnic by a pond that was a hidden goldmine for the few Daddys that knew about it. All it took was to convince her to dip
I stared back at the adorable stranger, trying to figure out if another Daddy had already gotten to this one. If she was unclaimed, I doubted she would need much work. Her eyes were screaming for somebody else to make her decisions for her. “Have
My mother sat up confused when I walked into her room. I decided to say nothing and let her ramble to herself. About how she had such strange dreams and how her mind was feeling foggy. She didn’t seem to notice her new massive breasts even as she
“They’ll have to grow more than that if you want to be my alpha, dummy.”
I had been bimbofying my tutor over the course of a few weeks and this time I knew when she walked in that it was time to make her submit. It wasn’t just that her tits had exploded another 3 cups sizes, but also because I could also basically see
You never know who’s going to end up as excellent bimbo material. This girl used to be rude to me while she served me coffee and now she wants nothing more than to take my Cock up her ass. She also used to be flat and brunette, but bimbo pills work
It was cute when my bimbos would try to convince me that they weren’t bimbos yet. It only showed off that their anchor of intelligence had been made significantly more shallow. For example, this dummy claimed that her pigtails proved that she knew
This was always the most difficult part of the process: The bimbo’s mind and body modifications had become obvious, my neighbour now looking and sounding so different that she was much closer to brainless bimbo than brainy buddy, but it was also
I was finally confident enough to test my bimbofication powers on a stranger and it was paying off. I had already made this girl buy a new bikini twice since she started following me an hour ago. Her confusion was starting to turn into giggling horniness
“Do you remember your old body?” “What do you mean, Daddy?” “Don’t you remember that your tits used to be tiny? Don’t you remember that your hips had no curves and that your lips weren’t the dick-sucking
“Was bimbo not supposed to eat, Daddy?” “Of course you weren’t,” I told my mother, growing even harder when she called me ‘Daddy’, “and your name is Tiffany now, okay? It’s a good bimbo name.”
“I just love you so much, Daddy. I used to be all flat and never horny and you made me feel alive. It makes me so happy when you talk about how my titties are going to grow even more and my hair is going to grow long and blond, emptying out my head
My best friend’s sister was sending more and more pictures with less intelligent texts, less clothing, and bigger tits each time. I had only given her one bimbo cookie too. She was bound to be an excellent addition to my roster.
I logged in to make sure that my newest bimbo was still putting in her webcam time. I wasn’t worried that she would disobey my orders or stop loving the attention, but she was showing a lack of concentration that was common in new recruits. It&rsquo
