#bimbofication
Die neu gemachten Krallen meines @ficktier, in Kombination mit ihren aufgespritzten Ficklippen.
The exact moment a frat party turns into a gang bang.
Finally getting the attention she’s been craving!
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“Jacob, you haven’t been using that reality engine again, have you?”
>Noooo. Why do you ask?
“It’s just… something seems different. I can’t put my finger on it, but I swear something changed.”
>Huh. Things seem perfectly normal to me. I did open the curtains. Maybe it’s just that there’s more light in here so things seem brighter and prettier?
“I guess that could be it. I just…were my tits always this big? They seem improbably large.”
>Well, I’m sure they must have been smaller at some point, but they’ve been that spectacular ever since I could remember.
“Well, that’s sweet of you to say so. Still, something is different. I’ll figure it out eventually. You’re sure you haven’t been using that reality engine?”
>Cross my heart! If I’m lying, may I go impotent! You trust me, don’t you?
“Oh, of course I do, Jacob. Come give your old grandma a hug and a screw and then I’ll make you cookies like I promised.”
>I just love visiting you, Grandma!
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“Dude, this beer is so fucking awesome!” Brett exclaimed for the dozenth time that night.
“I knew you’d love it, Brett,” said Jared, handing him another bottle.
“Man, I don’t just love it,” Brett clarified. “I, like, LOVE it, you know? Like, it’s like I love it!”
“Drink your beer, Brett,” Jared insisted, and of course he did as he was hidden.
“Washisshit called again? ” Brett asked.
“I call it bimbeer,” Jared reminded him.
“Yeah, that wuz it!” Brett agreed.“iss bimbeer! Bimbeer iss my favrt beer! I would toally fuck this beer!”
“Oh, the feeling is mutual, I assure you,” Jared said.
“Huh?” Brett asked.
“Drink your beer, Brett,” Jared prompted
“Fuck yeah I’m gonna drink this beer!” Brett declared, and did so.
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“Oh God…how many beers did I drink last night?” Brett asked, then wondered at the sound of her voice.
“Well, from the look of you, Bret, I’d say you drank just the right amount,” Jared grinned, looking lasciviously at her.
“Oh my God!” Brett exclaimed, grabbing her big fake tits. “I’m a chick!”
“I’d say you’re a bimbo, Bret,” Jared said with an appraising eye.
“A bimbo?” She asked. “Wait…bimbeer. the beer was bimbeer, right?”
“You remembered!” Jared praised. “Good girl!”
“I really loved the bimbeer…” She admitted.
“Well, I’ve got more,” Jared said.
“You do?” She said, perking up, her mouth watering. “Oh, but wait! The beer…the bimbeer…it turned me into a bimbo!”
“But you really like it, right Brett?” He reminded her, opening a bottle and waving it at her temptingly.
“I do love it…” She said, her eyes transfixed on the bit of foam emerging from the neck. “But it turned me into, like….I really like it!”
“Go ahead and have a little more, Brett,” Jared pressed. “It will help you with your head.”
"I am a little hung over,“ she admitted.
"It’ll help with that too!” He assured her.
And four breakfast bimbeers later, as Brett bobbed her blonde head along Jared’s shaft, she had to admit he was right.
A stockbroker, down on her luck,
Heard at BTI deals could be struck
Mr. Fink said “that’s right!”
“Just stare at this light!”
As she passed out she whispered “oh fuck…”
She woke up in Doc Corbin’s chair
With a probe up in her derrière
As it started to buzz
She forgot who she was
And pretty soon she didn’t care.
Then into a tank made of glass
Went the former stock-trading lass
They grew her hair out
And they made her less stout
While they amplified her tits and ass.
So everything worked out just sweet,
Though she never returned to Wall Street;
Her BimboTech session
Made an older profession
One for which she was made to compete!
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Just passed 300 followers! Thanks for all of your support. I hope I can continue to amuse you ;-)
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>Hello Mina. Did you give all your clients the presents like I asked?
“Yes, Master, yes I did but… I’m really worried!”
>Why are you worried Mina? Have you been thinking again? You know that’s no good for you.
“I know….I’m sorry, Master. It’s just…the nano-thingies are in the make-up samples, aren’t they?”
>Yes. My tests on you were so successful, a population study was the next logical step.
“But…but won’t that make my clients helplessly, horny sex drones like you made me, Master?”
>That’s the hope. We won’t know for certain until we we do the test.
“But…but won’t that make Mina…make Mina…. Not special?”
>Oh, is that what you’re worried about? Silly Mina! Of course you’re a special little bimbo! I didn’t choose you for the first test subject just because you have your cosmetics business. That was just an added bonus. I chose you first because you’re so very, very fuckable!
“Oh! Then when Master comes back…”
>You’ll be sucking my dick before we even leave the airport parking lot! I’ve no intention of replacing you. But the fact that you have any concerns at all about following my directions is worrisome. Get comfortable and we’ll run your reinforcement program.
“Oh thank you, Master! Thank you, thank you!…….”
“Okay, my titties are out and my pussy is bare, Master!”
>Good girl Mina. Now listen close….. brrrrrrrrZzzzzzzzzzbrrrrrrrrzzzzzzzzzzz
“Oh…..oooooooooooohhhhh…… Oh Master! ”
>brrrrrrrrZzzzzzzzzzbrrrrrrrrzzzzzzzzzzz
“Mina obeys! Mina obeys! Always obeys Master!!”
>brrrrrrrrZzzzzzzzzzbrrrrrrrrzzzzzzzzzzz
“Mina knows nothing! Master know best! So good to obey Master! So good! So gooooooood!”
***thanks to Fish for the pic.
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“I…I think I figured in out….”
>What did you figure out, Denae?
“The reason…the reason I’ve been so horny… Dressing so….slutty. So horny…. Fuck I’m so horny…”
>Is it because you’re a nympho slut, Denae?
“A nympho slut? Am I? Maybe I am… No wait, wait. That wasn’t it…. I figured it out! I figured that… That my computer…. It started with my computer….”
>You learned you were a nympho slut on your computer?
“Yes! Yes! That was it! No… Wait…. Was that it? Fuck, I’m horny… Hard to think…. So horny…”
>But you hardly even use your computer any more, Danae. Not since I got you that app for your phone. Have you been using your phone today?
“My phone? No, it…it broke. And then I started….I started wondering…. And then I… I figured out…. Something…. I’m so close…”
>Well you can’t figure things out without looking things up on your phone, now, can you Denae. Here, I have your special app on my phone too…
“You do? But I… I was going to… Oooooooooooh……. Ooooohhhh…. ”
>That’s it, my little nympho slut. Just kneel there and watch the pretty screen. I’m gonna go take a shower, then I’ll fuck you all better and go find you a new phone. Hell, maybe we should get you a backup, just in case.”
“Horny, horny…..nympho….slut…..ooooooohhhhh….”
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I have four little bimbos, they were once four nuns-in-training.
Ever since they went to BimboTech, they’ve had trouble abstaining.
It seems they’re too damned horny and quite easily distracted
By the genitals of either sex, to which they’re all attracted.
How could they ever survive locked away inside their cloisters,
Forbidden from sucking sausages or licking bearded oysters?
And so I proposed that they all seek alternate vocations;
Careers that reward ladies who have such oral fixations.
I took them to my brothel and I made each one a whore
And now they’re on their knees more than they ever were before.
They’re four delightful bimbos, each one reasonably priced,
And much happier as fucktoys than they were as brides of Christ.
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I have a little bimbo, her name is Majabeen.
The hottest Arab bimbo that the world has ever seen.
I met her in the Emirates. Her father was a sheik
He offered hospitality, and that was his mistake.
For I took a fancy to her, peaking out from her niqab,
So I called up Mr. Fink and asked if he would take the job.
Soon the sheik was approached by the BTI Foundation
With an offer to contribute to his daughter’s education:
An international institute for women, most prestigious,
But respectful of standards, both moral and religious.
The sheik agreed and Maja was delighted at the chance
To get out of her father’s house for any circumstance.
But once her dad had dropped her off, imagine her surprise
To find the student body showing much more than their eyes.
Her classmates all were bimbos and it caused her some distress
But the pink fog helped her to calm down and, after that, undress.
And under the tutelage of a BimboTech clinician.
Majabeen discovered brand new meanings of submission.
She submitted to the will of God that she should be a slut.
And she glorified Allah by showing off her tits and butt.
And so, as if transformed by a djinn or an efreet,
Majabeen became a bimbo and a raging slut in heat.
So now she is my bimbo, as you can plainly see,
And while she still says she’s Muslim, most imams would disagree.
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Bimbo 101: Take ass pics on the bathroom sink
Challenge #1: Flash in public
Reblog if you want this to be you
I need more BBC!!
Beach bimbo on duty
Attention whore
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