As Nigel, Dick, Cherry, and Bambi slide down the chute that formed under them, Nigel yells at the lot of them, "Shut your yaps!! Can't take all of you screaming in my ears in this tin can!!"
The girls mostly calm down, their frightened screams turning into giggles as they seem to begin to enjoy the slide down, scooting down the slick metal surface on their plush booties, but Dick still seems thoroughly freaked out, especially when one good skirt flip revealed his bimbofied sister was a futa as well.
"HEY YOU!! WHY THE FUCK IS MY SISTER A PINK HAIRED HALF BRAIN-DEAD TART WITH MEDICINE BALL TITS IN A TUBE AND MINISKIRT THAT LOOK LIKE THEY MIGHT POP OFF HER AT ANY MOMENT AND... IS THAT A PENIS?! WHY DOES MY SISTER ALSO HAVE A PE- MARY, STOP FLASHING EVERYONE!!"
"Cherry!!" she pipes in. "Like, I was Mary when I all little, but remember the doctor said I had that 'bimbo gene' thingy, and then about 14 I started changing, getting all like sexified, and then when got 16, I became Cherry!!"
"What the actual hell?" Dick muttered.
Nigel turned to him and said, "It's part of her transformation; altered history. Everyone that has entered into the bounce house we have effectively altered history for them. In part, we write in the concept of a bimbo gene, that they were born normally, but because of a genetic condition that midway through their teenage years they begin to lose intellect in exchange for lascivious forms rivaling the gods."
"Then why..."
"Then why haven't you heard of this 'bimbo gene' thing before?" Nigel interrupts. "It's because the doc only recently arrived in the park along with our Mistress, let alone opened the bounce house your sister and her new 'friend' played in. To adapt reality to the point it accepts all the things the carnival has done as truth, truth superseding even the Seals of Astathoth, requires great power, thus the reason the transformed have not yet been allowed to be released back into the outside world."
"Doc? Mistress? Adapt reality? Seals of Astathoth?!"
With a thud all four of them land in a chamber that at once looked sci-fi lab, with massive computer servers, holographic projections, a machine that appeared to be one end of an atom smasher, and robots aplenty, and at the same time wizard's sanctum, filled with mythological beings, alchemical tables, and, well, wizards.
"This is like, some double-o Dick Tracy stuff." Bambi exclaimed.
"Explain. Now." Dick blurted.
"Let me guess? Ze interlopers?" a familiar voice says.
"No, we're bimbos." a confused Cherry says.
From around a corner a short, pink haired woman shows up, possessing a physique rivaling that of Cherry, though her hair is kept loose, and is dressed in a tiny white tank top that looked it was about to rip apart trying to house her massive mammaries and fully exposing her ripped abs, wearing a tiny lime green pencil microskirt that barely hid the fact she wasn't wearing any anything underneath, and white thighhigh boots. She groans and grips the bridge of her nose in frustration. "Yes, I know you are bimbos..."
Dick then comments, "Wait, aren't you..."
"I know vat I look like, dummkopf!!" the doc spits snidely. "If you haves to know, yes, TECHNICALLY, I am a bimbo, as all bimbos are made with Bi-669, a special techno-magical nanomachine made from an esoteric wunder-element my sister discovered, and normally, you get, well, them..." she says, gesturing to Cherry and Bambi, who were in the process of beginning to make out.
"What?! You were saying a lot of science-y words so we got bored..." Cherry exclaimed.
"..and horny!!" Bambi added.
The doc let out a small smirk, then said, "Alvight. Ulrich, Suzuka, take these two to an empty conference room so they 'enjoy' themselves." From seemingly nowhere a big burly bald man in a suit and what looked like a ninja girl with purple hair and pink cat ears & cat tail appeared.
"Yes, Doctor Liebert, sir." both of them stated, before leading Cherry & Bambi down a hall, allowing Doctor Liebert to continue unabated.
"...as I vas saying," Doctor Liebert continues, having Nigel lead Dick down a different hall as she explains why she can be so articulate while looking so... bimbo-rific. "My sister und I had discovered ze underlying element zat made up Bi-669 und saw it had remarkable regenerative effects on severely damaged brain tissue und speculated on possibility of neural enhancement to healthy cells, und thus came up with a way to administer ze element via patented nanomachines we developed. Vat we did not know vas we vere delving into the arcane, into an element derived from ancient fossilized nephilim blood. Then, shortly after, a terrible accident befell me. I vas in a terrible car accident. I vas brain dead. My sister sought to use Bi-669 to bring me back, despite being told zat she could not test on a human subject, brain dead or not. Going against all warnings and ze law, she administered Bi-669 to me. At first, it did as promised, but then when my chest und glutes began to swell to absurd proportions und my hair began to turn pink und grow out as my hospital gown changed form, she was thoroughly perplexed. 'Why is Bi-669 giving Gretchen this ridiculous anime character body?' she asked. It vas the first thing I heard once I regained consciousness. Once I finished transforming, she examined me thoroughly, curious about my physical changes. One thing ve discovered immediately was that something was now forcing me to dress sexy now. No matter what I put on, within minutes, I could guarantee I vould be in some revealing top und miniskirt, whatever I put on morphing into these new clothes. Regardless of this, my taste for purchasing new clothes seemed to shifted toward this new lascivious flavor as well, so I had no real desire to dress in a conservative fashion at any rate. Conversely though, I had absolutely no libido, no sexual desire, no will to seduce nor want to do so. I vas the ultimate cold fish. I looked like the ultimate sex object, but had zero intimate desire. We found this peculiar; why whatever would mutate me in zis fashion vould create such a paradox? Nonetheless, my sister realized my intellect vas vastly improved, to levels far beyond current comprehension. Zis discovery, vas the greatest, und worst thing to ever happen to me. My sister, believing Bi-669 to simply be a mind enhancing substance, took it herself. This is how we discovered about... bimbofication."
Doctor Liebert leads Dick and Nigel by a room with a window separating it from the hallway, the room a cutesy pink affair, a truly ultra girly decor splayed the whole room, but what stood out was the platinum blonde hottie pinned on the glass of the wall, dressed in a super sexy nurse outfit, her half-top open and her N-cup breasts exposed and slapped on the pane, and her skirt hiked up over her massive ass as a guy behind her is savagely pumping into her.
"Heeeey Gretch!!" she joyously cooes, not missing a beat, tongue half lolling out.
"Hi Lulu." Doctor Liebert deadpans.
"Like, we gonna play later today?"
"Well, I am a bit busy, but I vill be sure to make time for you before dinner, okay?" she actually elicits a small smile.
"Yay!! Sister fun time!!"
Dick makes a disturbing look, the whole time thinking to himself, "We're standing here watching her sister getting creampied, and they're acting like this is normal. And oh god, I don't even want to know what 'Sister Fun Time' is." This, however, does not go unnoticed.
"Really, seriously?" Nigel remarks.
"I am NOT like zat with my own sister." Doctor Liebert remarks with scorn, shooting Dick a hateful look.
Even Lulu gets in on the derision. "Yeah, like, sure, we bimbos like to fuck, a lot, but it isn't our, you know, all we do. Others things can be fun, but sex always be totes best!!" *giggle*
Dick realized he just put in his place by an airhead being fucked silly right in front of him and didn't care he was watching... and then this happened.
"......Stilllll, it would be totes hot if we had a threesome si-"
"Read my lips Lulu - NEVER. HAPPENING. You are my sister. I refuse to think of you in zat manner, even if I could have a sexual thought."
"Poo." Lulu pouts, still being reams from behind.
"Alright then, shall we carry on to ze Mistress?"
Dick has officially BSOD on them, and must be dragged along by Nigel.
"As you saw, my sister, Luella, or Lulu as she known now, became the first true bimbo."
"True bimbo" Dick asks.
"Most people throw out ze term 'bimbo' as a pejorative for loose women, interchangeable for slut or whore, but in reality, they are species all their own, a sub-type of human, a mythical race; if you wanted to use a more modern terminology, a... modern monster girl, if you will. Lulu discovered among my physical changes zat I had enhanced strength. Ve at first joked it was so I could hold up my massive chest. Coincidentally, it turned out that was part of the reason. Later, ven the shoe vas on the other foot, and I vas the one examining my sister Lulu, I found it vas to help exacerbate a near infinite stamina simply incapable by normal humans. She also possessed a most shocking durability, capable of resisting greater injury than any typical human body, to ze point their breasts, glutes, genitals, hips, thighs, spine, und skull can withstand small arms fire as though protected by military-grade reactive body armor. On top of this, I could thrust her into ze most inhospitable of climates still vearing that skimpy nurse outfit you saw her in und nothing fazed her, whether it was -170 degree Celsius freezers or 90 degree Celsius heat inside a greenhouse in ze Sahara, with no ill effects. Ze same would apply to your sister in her tube top und miniskirt, as vell as myself. I have only seen similar traits in extremeophile bacteria found in Antarctica und boiling hot springs. It vould take exposure to liquid oxygen to even BEGIN to give one of us the slightest hint of frostbite, and ve vould have to be exposed to flames in excess of over 1100 degrees Celsius to be burned in ze slightest. To make things more interesting, I finally determined the force zat warps whatever clothes you put onto a bimbo into such lurid attire. It vas a veak bioelectric field ve generate. It simultaneously morphs our clothing into a sexier form while also making them nearly indestructible. I am still not sure why it is bimbos always end up wearing some sort of skirt, but I am certain now it is a base requirement of a true bimbo. In fact, ve... ve do not like ze pants. It seems no true bimbo does. I did not understand why, und even though I knew they vill change into ze skirt into a little while after putting them on, every time I tried to even think of wearing ze pants, I shuddered. I had hell in my experiments in trying to make Lulu wear them, until one day, I finally got a straight answer from her..."
"Silly Gretchy!! Like, they make it harder to fuck!! Skirts are totes easy to fuck in!!"
"Apparently, just about everything about the bimbo form is modified to optimize mating, even wardrobe. Apparently zis means no pants forever. On top of our absurd durability, I have noticed zat all bimbos physical age, regardless of what age they vere pre-transformation, vill always be somewhere in ze range of 16 to 24,und seem to practically cease to age, though zis is not ze case, as bimbos still age, but at only at a tiny fraction of ze rate of regular humans. At it stands, a bimbo's lifespan stands to be roughly 7000 years in length."
Dick was flabbergasted. "My sister... will outlive me, my entire family, all of us, as some ditzy bimbo?"
"It would appear so. Lulu, your sister, her friend, myself, und all ze other bimbos the bounce haus has made will outlive almost everyone alive on this planet right now, und I estimate by ze time they all turn 5000 some of them could be back to roughly an average human intellect, though I suspect those zat vere originally smart, like my sister, may never recover their intellect, und forever remain ditzes.
Doctor Liebert takes a moment to sigh and reflect, then adds, "I have been going on for a while about bimbos to you, interloper. It feels like some kind of... exposition dump, if you vill. Well, this all is pertinent information for your future with your sister, to help you understand how she vill think. As for that, you noticed zat super saccharine personality they all seem to have. It seems bimbos lack any capacity for malice or discrimination. They will fuck everyone und anything, literally, as so long as it has a pulse, und maybe even if it does not. Really, you just need to be willing if you are a living being, and just look fuckable if inanimate. True bimbos believe all things deserve to be sucked und fucked, as so long as you do not [censored] nor use sex to hurt others in any other way. That is the one no-no for bimbos, and the one und only way I have ever seen a bimbo refuse to fuck someone. 168-hour marathon orgies with der local futball team, [censored], 9-vays, doing their brother und father at the same time, all gud, but as soon as you start to use sex maliciously, you get cut off."
Dick finally had enough of Doctor Liebert explaining bimbos to him and shouted, "Hell yeah this feels like an exposition dump!! What are you going to do about my sister?! You guys said something about a 'mistress?' What about her? What exactly IS this place?! Is the rest of my family safe?"
Doctor Liebert stopped at a door and promptly said, "Nothing, behind this door, all vill be answered by her, und I don't know." She then begins to throw open the door.
Nigel, whom has been rather quiet for awhile, says to Dick, "Now, when you see the Mistress, you might be shocked by her appearance, but understand that she is a being that pre-dates all of humanity..."
Dick looks into the chamber and...
"Holy fuck, your boss is a little kid!!!"
She promptly points to the four wings on her back and the halo over her head. "I'M A GODDAMN CHERUBIM, MOTHERFUCKER!!"
"Geez, touchy..."
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