by Reed James
“And it's permanent?” Jayde asked, eyes wide.
“Oh, very permanent. But the side-effect, now that's the really dangerous part.” I pulled away and hiked up my skirt.
“Ms. Savage,” gasped Patricia as my naked, shaved cunt came into sight. “What are you doing? Where are your panties?”
“Demonstrating. Annalee, I have bad news for you. You've been poisoned.”
“Oh, no, that's super-duper bad,” Annalee said, her voice so high-pitched and girlish. She looked eighteen instead of in her late thirties. “I don't want to be poisoned. That means I'll die.”
“Exactly. But my pussy has the antidote. You have to lick it and drink all the juices that come out.”
“Ms. Savage,” objected Patricia. “You don't need to parade your sexuality—”
“Quiet,” I hissed as Annalee fell to her knees before me and buried her face between my legs, licking with a frantic, fearful need, her tongue sliding across my pussy lips. “You need to understand how gullible bimbos are. How easy they are to be manipulated. Annalee was a staunchly straight woman. Further, she made no secret of her dislike of me the last few years. She never would lick my pussy, and now look at her.
“She's eager.”
I shuddered, my pussy clenching as Annalee's tongue ran over my vulva. “Soooo eager. Isn't my antidote so delicious, Annalee?”
“So delicious,” the bimbo moaned, her dirty-blonde hair brushing my thighs. It had grown long and full of volume. “I have to keep licking to live.”
“That's right,” I moaned, savoring my domination over the bitch. “Every day, you have to lick my pussy and make me cum to get your antidote.”
“Oh, yes,” moaned Annalee. “That makes so much sense. I'm a smarty chemorist.”
“You are,” I grinned as she licked again. “Mmm, wiggle that tongue deep in me. Make me cum so hard. I'll flood your mouth with the antidote.”
I shuddered as I stood in the board room, all the executives eyes on me as I ground on Annalee's face, savoring the hungry licks of her tongue. Her hands gripped my ass, pulling me tight against her mouth as she devoured me. It was so sweet and wonderful seeing the shock in the women's eyes as they witnessed my domination of the bitch.
I undulated my hips, grinding on her mouth as her tongue wiggled into my depths. She swirled it around, drinking my juices. My pussy clenched. I was so excited. My nipples ached in my bra, my gaze sliding across the room as they watched in silence, no one wanting to add any more objections.
They were afraid. It was sinking in. Any one of them could become my next bimbo.
Damn, this was intoxicating. The power made my pussy clench. I ground harder on Annalee's mouth, savoring her moans, her beautiful eyes staring up at me. She was mine. The idea of having entire harems of devoted, bimbo beauties serving me flashed through my mind.
“Yes, yes, lick my clit, just like that, you dyke slut,” I moaned. “You're mine. You have to lick my pussy every day to live.”
“Thank you for the antidote,” giggled Annalee. “And it's so delicious. Mmm, it makes me feel all juicy and antidotey down there.”
“In your filthy cunt, bimbo slut?”
“Cunt,” gasped Annalee. “That's a no-no word.”
“Not any longer. You are a cunt. You have a hot cunt that belongs to me. I own you because you're drinking my antidote.”
“Wow,” Annalee said. “And I have a cunt? That's so naughty. It makes me feel all tingly-wingly.”
“Keep licking or you'll die,” I panted.
She gave a frightened gasp and buried her face back into my snatch. I groaned, swaying on my heels as her mouth devoured me. Her tongue licked and slid through my folds, driving me wild with bliss. I shuddered, back arching, grinding on her mouth as I came closer and closer to my orgasm.
Her lips found my clit. She sucked on that. Pleasure burst through me. I spasmed on her mouth, my hands squeezing my huge breasts through my blouse. My nipples ached wonderfully as my pussy clenched.
And I came.
“You delicious whore,” I moaned. “Drink all my antidote down. Yes, yes, that's it. Oh, you are my bimbo slave. My lesbian dyke slut. You'll worship my pussy for your antidote.”
“I will,” moaned Annalee. “I need it, and you're so much wonderful for letting me drink it.”
I spasmed a final time, my pleasure peaking through me. I sucked in a deep breath, shuddering, a wicked grin on my lips as I faced the other women of the boardroom, their cheeks flushed from watching me writhe, their bodies trembling.
“That's enough, bimbo,” I purred. “Now go kneel beside my chair and don't say a word. If you do, I'll have to spank you. You don't want to be bad girl.”
Annalee shook her head and clamped her hands over her lips stained with my pussy juices. She crawled on her knees to my chair and knelt there, keeping her hands over her mouth to make sure she didn't say anything.
“Now you all understand,” I purred, pushing down my skirts. “We can't let this chemical be in the hands of a man. We need to control it. Or it will be abused. If we're not careful, every woman in the world will be a sex-crazed bimbo eager to please the men because they're too stupid to realize it.”
“How?” Patricia asked, her voice strained.
“Carefully. My spy is in the company. I have another sample. R&D needs to get on reverse engineering it. In the mean time, we need our friends at the FDA to put up every road block they can.”
“I'll call Ivy Eads,” Patricia said. “She has a lot of clout with her boss. She'll do it. She'll be horrified about this.”
“Good,” I purred, sitting down, my hand resting on Annalee's head, petting her. “Ladies, we are going to be very, very rich.”
* * *
Frank Jackman, CEO of BimboTech Chemicals
The limo was waiting out front of the company's headquarters. It was sleek and black, stretched long. Our driver, Ryan, waited for us in his suit. He looked like a strong man, someone who had been fit in his twenties and still maintained it into middle age, but he was a beta male, transformed by a serum Alice whipped up.
He was also a cuckold. His ex-wife, Janet, was one of my bimbo wives. Their divorce was finalized just last week. I had Janet on my right arm, the lush, black haired woman bouncing with delight to have my arm around her. My left was around my youngest bimbo wife, Becca, a radiant blonde, her breasts almost popping out of her low-cut top.
“Yay, it's time to go home,” Nicole said, a brunette with a bombshell body. She used to be a cop before I gave her the bimbo injection. She was about to arrest Becca and Janet for lewd acts in public, and I couldn't have that.
She was happy as one of my bimbos.
“Such a long day,” Alice purred, her hand holding Veronica's, the last of my wives. Five bimbos was a big enough harem for anyone. They were each beautiful and lush in their own way, and I cared for them all, but I loved Alice.
She was the only one that received the intelligent serum so she could be her normal self. Even unbimbofied, she loved our new life. Alice had repressed her sexual desires for years. Becoming a bimbo allowed her to experience the freedom she always yearned for, even if it meant being so stupid any guy could convince her to have sex with him.
And more than a few had from the UPS guy dropping off a package to a man who convinced her to be a model and go back to his apartment. She was even lured off by a group of Black men and gangbanged. It was why all my women had a tracking chip implanted in them just in case they went missing. I didn't mind if they had their fun, I just wanted to be able to find them.
“Good day, sir,” beta-male Ryan said, his eyes downcast as he opened the limo door.
Janet grabbed my cock through my slacks “Ooh, I need my vitamin treatment so badly.”
“You had it this morning,” Becca pouted. “It's my turn.”
“Na-uh,” Janet said. “Right?” Fear entered her eyes. “Right, Frank?”
“You both did,” I grinned. “But you can have a
second dose if you share with Becca.”
“Oh, yay!” Janet said, clapping her hands before her.
My women piled into the limo, and I followed, my dick aching. Things were going perfectly. We would soon have the bimbo treatment on the market. Women across America would pay us so much money for the treatment. I knew many would line up even with the side-effects. And the men would be thrilled.
My dick ached as Janet and Becca slipped to the floor of the limo. Their cheeks pressed together, blonde and black hair mixing as they unzipped me and pulled out my dick. I groaned, throbbing, as the two bimbos licked at my cock.
“That's it, get your vitamins,” giggled Alice, cuddled between Veronica and Nicole on the opposite seat, her breasts already out, nipples hard.
“Yes,” I panted as their tongues reached the apex of my cock, licking at the crown. It was heaven.
And then my phone rang. I groaned, shoving a hand in my pocket and barking, “Yes?”
Becca sucked the tip of my dick into her mouth, my eyes fluttering.
“Sir, it's Carter.”
“Yeah?” I asked again, fighting the pleasure in my voice.
“An Ivy Eads from the FDA just called. She's the Deputy Director of CFSAN.” He pronounced the acronym as “sif-san.” “She says there are serious ethical problems with the serum that have come to her attention, and that the FDA needs to do a thorough inspection. This could delay us for years.”
“Fuck,” I groaned, glancing at Alice. “Honey, you need to take your medicine. I need the smart you.”
“Oh, no,” she gasped while Becca kept sucking my cock.
Ethical concerns? Did the FDA learn about the side-effects? We had plans to make.
To be continued...
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My wife snatched the compound from my hand and grabbed a syringe. She plunged the needle through the rubber top of the test tube, drawing out 5ccs into it. She tapped it a few times, getting out the air bubbles.
“Alice, what are you doing?”
“Testing it,” she smiled. “I know this one is it.”
Before I could stop her, she pushed her lab coat to the side, hefted up her skirt, and plunged the needle into her buttocks. The plunger depressed and she shivered as the greenish liquid pumped into her veins.
“Jesus, Alice!” I gasped. “You don't know if it's safe.”
She smiled at me. “Ooh, my, it's getting a little warm in here.” She giggled. “Yep, definitely warm.”
I grabbed my smart phone and began recording, the scientist in me needing to document what would happen even as my stomach churned with fear. “Are there any other sensations your feeling?”
“Sensations,” she giggled again. “What a funny word. Sensation. What is a sen and why would it need to be sationed?”
“What?” I gaped. “Are you okay, pumpkin?”
“Pumpkin! Yes! That's a word I love. I'm your cute, beautiful pumpkin.”
“The compound seems to be having some effect on her cognitive process.” That was very troubling.
“What's with the big words? I don't know that one. Cog..cogti...cogtive?”
“You're not thinking straight.”
“How do you think straight?” Her face furrowed like she was concentrating. “I'm trying to think straight, but my thoughts seem to be scattered around.” She waved her hand before her face. “Boy, it is hot in here. Are you hot?”
“No.”
Alice beamed. “Are you sure? Because you look smokin' hot. Mmm, I love your tight body.” She shrugged out of her lab coat, standing in her loose, flowery dress. She worked on the buttons of her blouse.
“What are you doing, pumpkin?”
“I told you, I feel hot,” she giggled. “It's too hot for clothing. Maybe you should strip, too. I love looking at your naked body.”
Panic filled me. Something was going really wrong. She never spoke like that. “Alice. I think we need to take you to the hospital.”
“Why, silly?” she giggled, her dress falling to the floor. “I'm hot, not dying!” She reached behind her, unfastening her bra. Despite her plump figure, her breasts were still small. “You're hot, I'm hot!” She pinched a nipple. “Look at how hot I am, Frank.”
“Another side-effect seems to be a rampant libido,” I said for the phone while still filming my naked wife with it.
She wiggled out of her panties, shaking her ass at me. It was plump as always. She smacked it. “I'm so hot! Don't you just want me, Frank?”
Her voice seemed different. Higher pitched. More girlish.
And then I noticed her ass. It was shrinking. The change was slow at first, but her waist was slimming, her ass growing perky and bubbly, and her thighs sleek and long. She turned, her small breasts ballooning, her nipples growing fat and hard. Her breasts kept swelling, like all the fat from her thighs and belly was heading right for her tits.
And they were beautiful tits, bouncing with all the perkiness of an eighteen year old. Alice's face beamed, the plumpness to her cheeks and chin were gone, her lips lush, her eyes full of eager, vapid lust. She let out a giggle as she clapped her hands.
“Look at my tits bounce.” She jumped more, looking down at them. “Ooh, they're so big and round. Just the way you want them, Frank.”
“Yeah,” I nodded, my throat dry.
“Yippee, your injection thingy worked.”
“The compound.”
“Yes, that's the word.” She giggled again. “I should know that. The phoswhatsit-benzien worked! I'm so happy! And sexy.”
“But...It's made you so...”
“Hot?”
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Reed James is a thirty year-old guy living in Tacoma, WA. “I love to write, I find it freeing to immerse myself in a world and tell its stories and then share them with others.” He's been writing naughty stories since high school, furiously polishing his craft, and finally feels ready to share his fantasies with the world.
