by Sasha Scott
After seeing Traci completely strip down and ride a cock, seeing Sherrie’s cute white, cotton, panties with pink bunny on the front wasn’t exactly too striking. However that wasn’t how a red cheeked Sherrie felt.
“OMG this is like so embarrassing!” she squealed out, “Like like like, can I stop now? Is it safe to stop?”
First the audience were silent, then they began to rumble in laughter at the silly little blonde’s antics, soon transferring into a soft applause for her good effort.
Once she dropped her skirt back down, the ineffective flasher began to jiggle in joy at getting such warm appreciation. Her beaming features looked deeply touched.
“Aww Sherrie,” Bill said as he came over to meet the bubbly blonde, “You really tried your best, didn’t you?”
“Like huhuh! It was really embarrassing showing everyone my panties but like if I didn’t then nobody would believe that I was the bestest bimbo!”
“Well I liked your performance very much, and it looks like the people did too. But it’s not up to me or them to decide who the winner is, that honor goes to our judging panel. And we’ll find out what their decision is after a word from our sponsors. Make sure you stick around for this one folks!”
“Hey and we’re back, thanks for sticking around. I’m Bill Manning and we’re down to the final decision. Both Sherrie and Traci have shown us their best in a bid to be crowned today’s top bimbo but only one’s best will be good enough. Our judges have had a whole commercial break to talk it other between themselves. Now it’s over to them for a decision.”
With the two bimbos standing side by side on the stage, the still naked Traci looking smug and confident in comparison to the barbie dolled Sherrie who was as nervous as anything, head judge Harry Heaton rose up to his feet to give the verdict.
“We have decided that tonight’s winner and number one bimbo is… Sherrie!”
Traci’s face sunk as the shock decision was announced, Sherrie taking a few moments to process the information before she began to squeal in joy, jiggling up and down on the stage with her arms flailing and her chest bouncing.
“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!” the bubbly bimbo cheered, “Like you just made me totes the happiest girl in the world!”
“Wait a second! Hold up!” Traci growled, interrupting the winner’s ceremony, “How the heck did I lose? I went so far, did so much. She didn’t even take off her clothes!”
“Well I think you’re a bit confused about what a bimbo is,” judge Brenda explained, “Being a bimbo isn’t just about taking off your clothes and having sex with men.”
“Oh sure bimbos like men,” Judy continued, “but there is more to them than just that. Sherrie was happy, cheerful, cute, giggly; her bubbly personality warmed the heart of the entire audience.”
“She brought us totally delicious muffins and told us all about her love for baking and housework, top bimbo qualities.”
“Everything about her just screams bimbo. Never before have I seen such a natural bimbo!”
“When it comes down to it,” Harry finally said, “you don’t seem to truly understand what a bimbo is. You’re not a bimbo, and you’re not really acting like one. You’re just acting like a slut.”
Traci couldn’t believe it. She’d done so much and still she had lost. She’d gone all the way and still she had been beaten. She’d underestimated what being a bimbo was truly about and thought that just dying her hair blonde, dressing up slutty and sucking dick would be enough to make her win the prize. When facing off against a true bimbo through and through, she had no way of competing.
“That’s right Traci,” Bill said, patting her shoulder, “Sadly there is more to being a bimbo than being a slut. Hopefully that’s something the Bimboficator should teach you all about!”
With the huge machine being wheeled back on stage, the show’s second loser was placed inside and also given a dosing with the pink gas and the bimbo making bots inside.
First thing first was getting rid of that cheap, bleach blonde, dye job she’d done to herself to try and look the part. Instead the machine decided to give her a new color, the signature color of the bimbo; pink.
Her hair began to match the gas filling up the chamber in tone, turning from a platinum shimmer into a candy floss coating, transferring from a pale blonde to a bubblegum pink.
Once her hair had been warped it was onto her body. She already had quite a good, sexy, figure but it wasn’t anything that couldn’t be made hotter within the Bimboficator.
Like air being pumped into balloons, her tits began to inflate in size, those already large melons getting bigger and bigger, past the stages that could be called normal and up into the realms of the truly busty; the domain of the fakes.
By the time the growth of her chest was slowing she’d already managed to hit the midpoint in the bra cup alphabet, and her body’s transforming wasn’t even finished. Once her tits were completed the same began to happen to her ass, and to her lips.
The pillows on her mouth grew thick and fat, unbelievably puffy, forcing her expression into a permanent duckface. Down below the added mass was making her the poster child of junk in the trunk, her cheeks growing huge and fat, smothering together as they bulged from her behind while making her hips spread out wider just to accommodate the massive mass.
With her waist still finding room to get a little big narrower, a naturally curvaceous Traci was turned into a barbie bimbo hourglass Traci.
As the machine worked on making her nails longer and fake, her lashes exactly the same while covering her face in a coating of makeup, and her body in some cute tattoos, it was clear she already looked the part of a bimbo doll. All she needed was the mindset.
Despite her best acting, it was clear that Traci was an aggressive, competitive, slut. While one of those traits was fine, two had to go so the nanobots began to get to work.
While her intellect was being drained away, her aggressive and competitive streaks were eroded down and overwritten with a big, cheery dose, of giggly, bubbly, happiness. Traci would no longer be a woman who would make the atmosphere feel nasty, she was now a woman who would make everybody around her feel happier.
Even though it was harder to notice, the nanobots truly did as much of a number on her insides as they did on her outsides. She wasn’t just made to look like a pink haired, busty, bimbo, she was given the mindset of one too.
By the time the Bimboficator opened up and the newly expanded hourglass doll wobbled out, her change was one hundred percent complete.
“Now Traci, you seemed really unhappy to lose before,” Bill said to the transformed slut, “I hope you’re feeling a lot better now because I want you to present Sherrie with her trophy.”
Taking hold of the small award, the naked Traci skipped over to Sherrie and offered the prize to her on a silver platter.
“Like I’m sorry for interrupting your winning stuff!” a lisping Traci slurred out, “Like I was mad and stuff cos like I lost but it’s my fault cos like you’re like such the better bimbo than me.”
“OMG like so nice and stuff,” Sherrie giggled back, “Like I forgives you and stuff. I thought you were like so goods!”
“Like no ways you were totes the best!”
“Like I could never do the things you did!”
“But like I bets I could never cook muffins as good as you do!”
“Like I can teach you and stuff!”
“OMG you will? Like thanksies!”
The studio aww’d as the two busty dummies embraced in a big hug, all the tension between the two nowhere to be seen, now trading gossip like two giggly best friends.
“Now then everybody,” Bill said, taking back control, “please put your hands together and give it up for today’s top bimbo and cash prize winner, Sherrie!”
Everybody applauded and cheered as confetti sprinkled from the sky and showered the bubbly bimbo victor who bounced and jiggled around in place happily.
“Thank you!
Thank you everyone so much! This is the happiest day of my whole life!”
“No thank you Sherrie, thank you to our other contestants, to our judges and to everyone watching here and at home. I’m Bill Manning and this has been America’s Got Bimbos! Good night everybody!”
“Like bysies!”
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