Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Welcome to BimboTech (Part 2)


So i found a lot more time to myself than i thought i would, which made it possible for the next chapters of "Welcome to BimboTech" to come out a lot faster than i had expected.
The storyline of Janet and Lola are continued, as well as a new character "Flavio" is introduced to the story. I hope you enjoy the second part of this longterm story and forgive me for my imperfect english.  I'm doing my best. ;)




Part 2

Chapter 5

A slapping noise was heard in the BimboTech penthouse. Lola was penetrated into her pussy from behind like a naughty pet by Flavio, her fathers waiter. Her new big titties jiggled with every thrust and Lola couldn‘t help but moan like a slut in heat. She had never felt so alive in her entire life. Nothing else mattered. She just wanted this feeling of being fucked to last forever.
It had been a week since her unexpected transformation and she had spent every minute of the first day masturbating. It had been really hard to get back into the apartment before the sun came up. Everything had been so new and it kind of still was. Her hands were soon not enough anymore. She had searched the whole place for something to put into her vagina, but nothing seemed to do the trick. So when Flavio asked Lola if everything was alright and if she needed anything, she just jumped onto him and overpowered the poor guy. Her new assets had helped a lot as Flavio stared at her new tits and hips with lustful eyes.

He resisted at first and said things like „Miss, your father won‘t understand. At best, he‘ll just fire me, but he can do much worse to me than that. Please, don‘t do this to me. “ But once she had put his penis into her vagina, every resistance just seemed to stop. It had been her first sex and at first it had hurt a little, but the pain was soon replaced with the strongest sexual thrill she could ever imagine. Ever since then, Flavio never left her side. It was like he had become her personal slave, not that he had been anything else before, but now he was even more obedient. The way he looked at her was just strange - like he was madly in love with her.

So the next few days were just a matter of fucking in every possible position. When her father would come home late at night, Lola just pretended to be asleep and Flavio had to hide in the closet. But with every day that went by it was getting harder and harder to think about things like that until finally she totally forgot about it and was still in the living room when her father came home. Lola was really embarassed but what was even worse was the look on her fathers face.

„No No No Noooooo!“, she heard him scream in disbelieve. „No daddy“, Lola said. She had not called her father Daddy ever before. „It‘s not what it looks like. I just needed to get fucked so badly.“. Why had she just said that? She didn‘t mean to say that. Or did she? Damnit, it was so hard to think about hard stuff like that.

Her father stood there for another minute, while Flavio was still pounding her from behind. She couldn‘t make him stop. She didn‘t even want him to stop. She needed it. As her father came back to her senses, he pulled out some device and hit a big red button. An alarm bell rang and two very muscular guys soon entered the room, pulling Flavio away from her.

„Nooo, i need it.“, she heard herself scream as the guard lifted her over her shoulder. Her hands reached for thebig guys pants and slowly started stroking the area between his legs. She wanted to feel his big hard cock in her hand, but nothing moved. Wasn‘t she sexy enough for him? Suddenly she felt very unsecure. She realized that she needed to work on her sexappeal a lot, if she wanted to keep having sex on a regular basis.

„Where do you want her?“, the big guy said. She could feel that her father still wasn‘t quite himself.
Finally he said: „Bring her to the Prof. Bradley.“ The big guy answered: „He‘ll not be happy to be disturbed.“. Suddenly her father raged. „What did you just say? This is my daughter you are carrying.“ The big guy seemed initimated and just answered „Okay bodd, whatever you say“, as he carried her away.

Chapter 6

„What the fuck happened last night?“, was the first thing that came to Jane‘s mind. She felt strange, like she had a really strong hangover. But that couldn‘t be, because she never drank any alcohol. Blurry images of a party flashed in front of her eyes. She was laying in bed ad still felt clothes on her body, but she felt too ill to open her eyes. Everything seemed to spin around in her head. Another image came to her mind. It was the image of herself drinking a shot, but her fingers were manicured in this supposedly flashback. Jane felt very strange.

She slowly opened her eyes. It took her several minutes to realize that what she saw was indeed reality. What was she wearing? It looked like something Cindy would be wearing. What the fuck had happened last night??? At least she was in her own place. How did she get here? She wanted to rush to the mirror, but her body wouldn‘t move as fast as she wanted it to. Every muscle in her body felt strange. As she finally arrived at the mirror, Jane couldn‘t believe her eyes. Was this some sort of  trick? Cindy must have pulled a bad joke on her, because the face that looked back at her from the mirror, wasn‘t her own. it was that of a younger girl, more of a college girl than a grown up woman that she was. She looked like the kind of girl that Cindy was - she was wearing sexy striped lingerie that she would never wear unforced. Her hair seemed to have been dyed a little lighter, but only at the bottom end. It looked ridiculous. But the worst thing about the girl was that she was smiling like nothing in the world was wrong, her mouth always open in a big O-shape. She looked like some dumb bimbo. Somehow the girl in the mirror seemedto mimick all of Janetsmovements though. Was she still dreaming?

Janet looked down at herself, her eyes now much more accustomed to the light. Her skin seemed more toned that it had been yesterday and her breasts felt fuller, too. She reached for her face with her hands, so did the girl in the mirror. It felt as soft as it hadn‘t felt in years. To be precise, her whole body seemed to be a lot softer and Jane now also felt that her hips had been expanded a lot. Her hands slowly sensed her mouth, indeed being open like  the mirror image suggested.

She had to call Cindy.  She rushed to the phone as fast as she could, which was not fast at all. Every bone in her body hurt. As she reached for the phone, Jane saw a letter on the table, written in big pink letters. It started with „Heya girlfriend“, which was a clear sign that Cindy had written it. Jane read it out loud: „Wakey wakey sleepyhead. That was fun last night, wasn‘t it? Don‘t worry if you don‘t remember a lot. That happens when you first use our formula.“ The formula! That was it. Cindy had put in something in her water. Horrified by the fact that she had been poisoned, Jane kept reading: „Me and some other girlfriends brought you home last night. You have a nice place. It could use some more pink though. You must feel really bad right now. I remember how I felt the morning after my first dose. But don‘t worry, sweety. It‘ll soon be better. You just have to take another sip and everything will feel a lot better. I have left a bottle of it in the fridge. See ya on monday. XOXO Cindy.“ Jane was in rage. She needed to call the police, but soon realized that the phone line was dead and she had been locked in her apartment. She was kept ileagally in her own apartment. Jane sat down, only slowly understanding the situation she was in.

Hours went by and Jane still didn‘t feel better. She had found a pair of scissors in a drawer and had cut off the coloured hair, but the color reappeared on the hair that had been dark only a few minutes ago and her hair started to grow out again slowly, but a lot faster than it was supposed to be. Jane was hallucinating! Every minute it was harder to think straight and her illness became worse. After ten hours she finally gave up and approached the fridge. There was a big aluminium bottle with the BimboTech logo on it. Jane took a dip and in an instant she felt a lot better. The freshened feeling lasted only a few seconds though and soon everything was black again.


Chapter 7

Deep inside a dungeon Flavio awoke, his mind clear for the first time in a week. This stupid bitch had used some sort of hypnosis on him and he had been acting like her personal slave ever since. When her father had found out, they had taken her away. The only thing he remembered afterwards, was that someone pulled a bag over his head and he was borught away.

But now he was awake and he was himself again. He was in a very dark room and he couldn‘t move. His head still hurt and something very big and round was plugged in his mouth. He couldn‘t scream or move. He was trapped.

He realized that this must be Mr Campbells doing. He had told the girl that her father wouldn‘t understand, but she had continued anyways. He feared what would happen when Mr Campbell would finally turn on the lights. He had heared so many horrible things about the man that he had lost count. Every story was worse than the other. Some guy had been castrated, another had lost his tongue and really their crimes had been a lot less than having sex with the boss‘s daughter.

Flavio felt oddly naked in the dark. Ne knew he was wearing something but it felt oddly short, like it was only covering a small part of his body. 

Suddenly a voice echoed through the room, which let Flavio to the cononclusion that this was a really big room. „So you‘re awake.“, the voice said. Flavio recognized it as Mr Campbells voice. He wanted to beg for his forgiveness, but the mouthgag prevented him from saying anything. „So i hear you‘ve been stealing one of our newest formulas and then used it on my own daughter. Did you really think you would get away with that?“ It was even worse than Flavio had thought. The boss was blaming him not only for having sex with his daughter, but also for drugging her. He would have never done something like that. Sure, he didn‘t really like the ethics behind BimboTech, but if you worked at such a place you needed to learn to look away. He had always been good at looking away.

„Don‘t you think it‘s ironical how I ended up having a daughter in the first place? It was a sick joke that mother nature played on me. All the worrying about her health while at the same time I was building the strongest weapon against feminism? Well, i think i finally found a solution.“

In the distance Flavio could see a small lamp flickering. It slowly got brighter and once his eyes accustomed to the new light source, he saw his own body bonded to a wood frame. Flavio started to struggle to get free, but the more he tried, the more he realized that he had lost a lot of his strength. He feared to see what this sick guy had done to him.

The voice continued: „Not feeling so strong anymore, huh? So were was I? Oh right. So the solution to this whole misery seemed quite easy once I caught you two having sex on my living room floor. You thought you could beat me with my own weapons but you haven‘t seen anything yet.“

A light above his head slowly started to glow and made Flavio see his body for the first time. He looked down at himself. He had breasts! How the hell had that happened? As the light grew brighter, he recognized the breasts on his body. Of course he recognized them. They were the same breasts he had been sucking on for the last week. In horror, Flavio struggled as strong as he could but nothing seemed to help. He was suddenly aware of the small feminine body he now owned, the body of the
boss‘s daughter. He would be called Lola his entire life from now on. It was all so surreal and shocking.

He heard Mr Campbell laughing. „There‘s just one final ingredient. I will give you a taste of what you gave to my daughter. Only that your dose will be slightly higher.“ The laughing continued as the new Lola‘s body started to shake because of the sudden orgasms her body experienced because of the drug overdose she had just been drenched.


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