Part II - Horny Spirit at the Mall
by Persephone
This is part II of a three part series about Horny Spirit Natural Enhancer and Stimulant. Part I is here, but all three can be read in any order.
Lydia and her boyfriend Vince had taken Oscar's advice, and gone to see about part time work at the mall. Oscar had said there was a kiosk there hiring attractive models, guys and girls, to showcase a new "social beauty aide".
At the mall, it was obvious which kiosk had the "social beauty aide". The kiosks were the little temporary shops in the middle of the concourse, and Bimbo Image Works had a big crowd around it. Lydia and Vince made their way through the crowd, looking for someone in charge.
"....is only $79.99 for a one month supply! You'll be the envy of your friends and the image he'll remember for a very long time. The all natural ingredients offer you a temporary effect with permanent satisfaction!"
Lydia watched the man sell his product. He was a tall man in his early thirties, wearing a high-dollar track suit. Next to him, a pretty woman in a sports bra and exercise shorts was working the cash register.
"Hi," Lydia said when there was a brief break in the crowd, "my friend Oscar said you needed help?"
The man glanced at Lydia, looked away, and looked again. She was a very pretty 16 year old with smooth, dark dark brown hair that fell to her waist, nice full C cup boobs, a slender waist and long legs. At 5'8", she was a little tall to be a runway model but just as attractive. Her boyfriend Vince was a tad shorter at 5'6", with wide, muscular arms and a body builder's physique. He had a broad, firm jaw, deep grey eyes and a good throwing arm.
"Phil, Phil Mayback. Gimme one second and I'll be right with you." Phil spent three minutes discussing something with a client, then stepped away and put his arms around Lydia and Vince's waists, one on either side.
"Have either of you done any live demo modeling?" he asked.
"Um no? But I was a cheerleader last year..."
"I did live art modeling for Franklin Community College last semester..." Vince offered.
"Nude?"
"Um yeah, is that bad?"
"No, we can definitely use that," Phil said with a wink. He led them to one of the hidden doorways in a blank partitioned wall that every mall seems to have, and led them inside.
The office within was spartan, a table, a desk, two chairs and a remaindered couch. The only thing of interest was a mannequin wearing lacy, see through lingerie, which Vince found fascinating.
"K, guys, what I need is a guy and a girl who are willing to use our product for one evening here at the mall, 5 pm till closing, and let folks see the effect it has on you. It's a simple organic mixture, Chinese herbal stuff. Mix it in water, or a cocktail, and it transforms you into the life of the party. For real."
"Water, or... Cocktail?"
"Yeah, you know, rum and coke. Whisky sour. Sex on the beach. Stuff like that. It works better with alcohol if you want the real deal."
"But we're both under 18...."
"Oh who's gonna know? It's a demo. After you've had the drink you'll be right as rain for 5, 6 hours."
"So this stuff, what's it called?"
"Horny Spirit Natural Enhancer," Phil said. It's a part of a new trend called 'Social Beauty Aids'. It makes you more desirable. There's a recipe for guys and one for chicks."
"And if we do this, you're paying us...."
"$500 each, for one evening."
"Fuck yeah, Lydia, lets do this!"
"Three quick questions...one, are you comfortable being nude or semi-nude in public? Two, would you be offended by seeing your partner nude or semi-nude in public? And three, would you be offended by seeing your partner flirting with a stranger, while nude or semi-nude in public?" They both answered no to all three questions. They both agreed to continue, and signed the necessary forms. Phil insisted they change in his office, into clothes provided by the company.
Vince stripped right there in front of Lydia, revealing his shaved-clean cock. While flaccid, he was five inches long, but he swore he was nine and a half inches hard. Phil gave him a white Kami to wear, a terrycloth wrap from waist to mid-thigh that velcro'd in the front.
"Dude, I'm wearing this? Commando? Rock on, man!"
Lydia undressed behind a screen and came out wearing a nearly-see-through red babydoll negligee that opened in the front, with one tie holding it closed under her breasts. Under that she wore pink crotchless thong panties.
"Damn, Lydia, that is making me...." Vince said.
Phil grinned and handed each of them a drink.
"Compliments of the house," he said. "It'll begin to have an effect in about fifteen minutes, and last about five or six hours. Yes, this is alcoholic.... I won't tell if you don't."
They agreed, and emptied their glasses. Phil promised to come back in fifteen minutes.
Vince poked around the back of the office and came out carrying a nerf sword, which he clumsily swung about. "Hey hey, look at me, Hercules!"
He thrust and parried and made a few crude swings, to which Lydia clapped her hands and cheered. After a moment he set his toy sword aside and stared at his girlfriend.
"Heehee... Vince, you're staring at me...."
"Dude, Lydia, check you out, man! Bitchin!"
He motioned at Lydia's chest, and she looked down as if seeing it for the first time. Her boobs had grown to double D cups, her nipples were quite pronounced, like little pencil erasers, and her belly was smooth and trim.
"Damn, look at me, I look good - heehee!" She pulled the tie and her negligee fell open, and she giggled and jiggled her big, round boobs. "Oooh, me so sexy!" She shook her boobs again and giggled in an unusually high-pitched voice.
"Hey Vince," she squeaked, "oooh! Look at your thing!"
Vince put his toy sword down and opened his Kami. His body was ripped and toned, his chest seemed broader, and his cock was fully erect, easily a full foot long, and rock hard.
"Daaaaammnnn," he said slowly, "I'm like Hercu....Herc....I'm He-Man!" He grabbed his toy sword again and held it up. "I am the power...!" he said theatrically, flexing his arms. Lydia laughed and clapped her hands, slightly losing her balance in her new shoes and stumbled against the desk.
"Oops," she giggled, "I fell and... hee hee!"
The door opened again and Phil Mayback returned. He watched Lydia and Vince for a few seconds and nodded.
"Showtime, children."
"We're in a show? Cool!"
"Follow me please, I'll show you your places for the rest of the day."
He led them back out into the mall and across the Food Court. A trail of eyes followed the gorgeous, smiling young lingerie model, who giggled at the attention. The surfer jock walking behind her turned and raised his Kami to flash his huge cock at the crowd, to the delight of several young teenage girls.
Phil had set a display full of Horny Spirit Enhancer near the Food Court entrance, and told Lydia to stay there.
"Just be yourself, be beautiful, do what comes naturally. If anyone asks what you're selling, show them one of these boxes. I'll check up on you in a little bit."
"Okay, kewl. Bye Vince!" Lydia waved at her friend and vaguely wondered why she knew him.
Phil led Vince to the Nutrition Supplement store and told him where to stand. "Be cool man, just be your awesome self. If people ask what you got, show them one of these boxes."
"Good deal, broh," Vince said with an enthusiastic thumbs-up.
An hour later, Lydia had assembled a huge crowd of admirers. A lot of guys had their picture taken with her and she happily posed for them all. Somewhere along the way, her stack of Horny Spirit boxes had shrunk - had she given them away? She couldn't remember. She was happily flirting with a heavyset, older man who was playing with her nipples. She really liked the attention, and he really seemed to appreciate her high, girly voice and funny, ditzy manner. Her negligee was hanging open, slipped off one shoulder, and she had been sitting on his lap and wiggling her bottom on his crotch.
"Take it out if you want to, pretty girl," he said. She squealed with delight, unzipped his pants, and pulled out his hard, but fairly small, cock.
"Do you want to suck it?" he asked. Lydia nodded eagerly, and the motion threw her off balance. She fell to her knees in front him. Her tongue slid along his shaft and he inhaled deeply as she started sucking his cock in full view of everyone in the Food Court.
A large crowd gathered around and smaller teens jockeyed for a better view. About the time she knew he was close to cumming she felt someone grope her ass and finger her pussy. Her crotchless panties were in the way, so she slid them off and gave whoever it was access to her wet, hungry pussy. She felt someone's tongue probe deep inside her, lick her pussy lips, and then slide a cock inside her as her mystery lover started to fuck her. The man she'd been sucking off blew his load of cum all across her smiling, vacuous face, but before she could wipe it off there was another cock pressing against her lips. With a giggle she happily obliged him, and for the first time ever she enjoyed the attentions of two men at once.
Over at the nutrition center, Vince was in heaven. Whatever this Horny Spirit shit was, he was loving it! He'd lost his terrycloth wrap a while ago, dancing and cavorting nude for an appreciative audience of three uniformed Girl Sluts. The older girl, a gorgeous black girl about seventeen, wore her vest wide open - her boobs prevented her from closing any of the buttons. The two younger girls with her, both about thirteen, wore their vests closed - for now.
"Ooh, look Nymphettes." the older Slut said, "here's a chance to earn your Public Oral Sex merit badge. Kelly, Haley, I'll take pictures if you suck him off together. You don't usually get them to just fall into your lap - or pussy - like that."
"Can we fuck him too, Miss Lori?"
"Sure if you want, if he says okay."
The two younger Girls Sluts eagerly approached Vince, Haley raising her skirt to display her lack of panties. Vince grinned, waving his porn-star-worthy cock in front of him as the two thirteen year old girls wrapped their small hands around his shaft. Lori had her phone out and was taking pictures, as her two apprentices worked their magic on Vince's stiff cock. Kelly had her vest unbuttoned and was rubbing Vince's cock head over her chest, smearing pre-cum down the shaft, while Haley licked and massaged his balls. In no time at all he shot his first load, an enormous, torrential gush of hot, stringy cum that plastered Kelly's chest, coating her tiny boobs and splashing onto her innocent young face.
"Well damn," Lori gasped in admiration, "glad I got that on camera!"
"Oooh, look Miss Lori," Haley said, her eyes round and sparkling, "he's hard again already!"
Sure enough, Vince's huge cock was rock hard, less than two minutes after shooting enough cum to exhaust most men for days.
Lori dropped her phone and began to stoke the hard cock in front of her, marveling at his staying power.
She stroked his shaft and started to work her tongue over his cock, sucking him in deep, and less than two minutes later was rewarded with the biggest, messiest, tastiest cum shower she had ever experienced. Her face was plastered, cum dripped onto her bare boobs, and Haley and Kelly were finger painting each other's faces with it as they kissed. "Man, what do you feed this thing?" she asked.
Vince handed Lori a box of Horny Spirit and said, "This is the shit, yo! Check it out, I'm ready again! Booyah!"
"Holy...you gotta tell me who sells this."
Vince tried to remember the name of the man he was working for, and only got "Paul something? Some dude?" He thought a moment longer. "But hey, look for a place, one of those little mall cart jobs back thattaway, with this box. He gave her one so she wouldn't get lost. Lori thanked him, promised she'd bring her Nymphettes back to fuck him as soon as she bought them their own supply, and went off to find the kiosk.
Lydia, meanwhile, was happily posing for a series of photographs with three Japanese businessmen. They were happily lying down on the floor and looking up at her.
Her negligee and panties lay forgotten on a chair.
"Hey guys," she said with an enthusiastic giggle, "lets see who can get naked fastest!" She tried to pull on the belt buckle of one of them, lost her balance and fell again, this time on top of both of them, giggling hysterically in her new little-girl voice. She shook her boobs in their faces, giggled again and stood up, unsteadily.
"Lydia?Lydia, man, what the hell?"
Lydia turned toward the voice.
"Rose! Hey how ya doin?"
"Lydia, jeez girl, did you get Bimbofied?"
"Huh? Oh! Hee hee, yep! Ain't it great? Look at me baby!" Lydia spread her arms and spun in place, almost tripping on her Fuck Me shoes.
"Damn it, Lydia, how could you? You know damn well we've talked about this crap...."
"Hey, who's the buzzkill, Lydia?" one of her admirers asked, stroking his cock.
"Rose! Rose Landau. She's… we're in school together. Rose is bitchin, hey?"
Rose steadied Lydia by her shoulders and_ studied her critically.
"Jesus, Lydia, you are stoned. You are..." Rose saw the boxes of Horny Spirit Natural Enhancer. "Oh, yeah, you went Bimbo. Lemme guess, they're paying you to sell this crap? This stuff is poison, girl. Look at you."
Lydia studied her friend closely, and a vacant smile broke out across her face. "Rose, you should dye your hair. You'd make a sexy blonde. You know blondes have more fun!"
"Snap out of it! You're drugged! Lydia, for fuck's sake. You're better than this."
"Is there a problem here?" someone said. It was a young woman in a sports bra and exercise shorts; the Horny Spirit logo was embossed on the bra.
"Is this your shit? You did this?" Rose demanded.
"Horny Spirit is an all natural body enhancer," the woman said. "Hi, I'm Deanne Palmer. Lydia's working for us as a spokesmodel for the evening. She's doing great!"
"You call this great? She's gone Bimbo. You know what that does to women?"
Deanne gently separated Rose from Lydia, who began happily giving a fat biker guy a lap dance.
"Yes, she's demonstrating our Bimboization enhancing tea. Now, there are three different kinds of Bimboization - surgical, medicinal and hypno-therapeutic," she said.
"Surgical is a little like a partial lobotomy, removing the inhibition center of the frontal lobe to diminish intelligence and enhance sexual personality, while stimulating the para-brachial Mons pleasure center--"
"Yes I know all that," Rose said harshly, "we've done the same research."
"Good," Deanne said easily, "You should know that we do not support surgical Bimboization, for the simple reason that it is unethical, immoral, and permanent. If you let a girl Bimboize surgically when she's 15, what will you do with her when she's 50 or 60? That's why it's unethical.
Now, hypno-therapeutic Bimboization is much less invasive - you get hypnotized. But some people simply can't be hypnotized, and others come out too soon. I've tried it myself, I wasn't impressed with the results.
Which brings us to medicinal Bimboization. Let me ask you, have you ever been drinking, at a party? Had a few till you felt good, and the next day people said you did this or that, but you don't remember? Yeah, so have I. Essentially, that's what we do, but with an extra kick. The Chinese herbal extract used in Horny Spirit stimulates the pleasure center, lowers inhibitions and stimulates erotic performance . It does NOT make her stupid or damage her IQ; she still her full memory and reasoning, it's just repressed, like with alcohol. Like being drunk. The effect from the tea lasts about 4 or 5 hours and has no lingering effects, and its not physically addictive. And...here's the kick, that's why it is so popular. It's also a psychosomatic physical stimulant. It allows your body to make physical changes, contingent on your desire. The effects last about the same duration as the stimulant."
Rose considered this. She was intrigued, but not convinced.
"Ok but…Bimbo? Really??!"
"Yes really. It's a term that people recognize. Fun, silly, goofy, sexy, flirtatious... Even the most uptight sticks need to unwind now and then. Horny Spirit lets it happen."
"But...."
"But in ancient Greece, we called them Hetaerae. In the Middle Ages, Courtesans. France has the au pair. Japanese Geisha. Not always flirty, silly, iconic women, but women whose service to society was admired and appreciated."
"Service to society??"
"On the personal scale. Think about it. Women who keep men in check by being, well, girly. Really, Bimbos fulfill a societal need."
"But...its objectification! And one sided. You're reducing women to pretty playthings, eye candy. Sex toys."
"Yep, can't argue with you there."
"What, no historical justification?"
"Of course not. You're dead on. We let men and women become who they WANT to become, for a little while. Uninhibited, free spirits. If you don't want it, don't use it."
"Wait...men too?"
"Sure. There's a variant of Horny Spirit that works on testosterone, Horny Spirit Lingam, just as Horny Spirit Yoni works on a woman's estrogen."
"And male bimbos are called...."
"Bimboys," Deanne said with a naughty grin. "They're friendly, non-violent, erect, erotic, uninhibited, absurdly virile, able to ejaculate about every three minutes....and H S Lingam has a spermicidal quality so their sperm won't get you pregnant."
While they were talking, Lydia had dressed and stripped again, and was leading a cha-cha dance chain around the Food Court. Everyone was having fun either participating or watching, even the janitor with the mop.
Rose watched her friend for a few minutes.
"....no side effects? No addictive qualities?"
"None. And you won't do anything you won't want to do. But you might find yourself coming back just because you like it."
Rose watched her friend again, a pang of jealousy growing inside her. Lydia was beautiful, sexy, the life of the party. Everyone was cheering her on. She was - hell, she was GLOWING. Rose was suddenly envious of how easily Lydia could make friends.
"I never have that that kind of fun," she thought to herself. "Hell I never have ANY fun. Screw this." She turned back to Deanne.
"I'll buy a box," she said, "I wanna know how it feels to simply have that much fun."
"It's $79.99....no, take it. This one's free. On us. Remember, it's more effective if you take it with alcohol, and while the tea is taking effect, your sensory stimulus manifests the result."
"Meaning..."
"Meaning, while it's percolating, dress sexy. Watch sexy videos. Suck a cock or five. It'll enhance the result. If you take it and then just go sit in a quiet room, you'll be intensely turned on, but less physically impressive."
Rose took her box of Horny Spirit, bought a rum and coke at the bar without being carded by an appreciative bartender, and took her first dose of the mixture. She wanted to document the result, but she was concerned that her transformation might interfere with her research.... "Oh hell," she told herself, "that's Old Rose talking. This is New Rose. Live a little, let it happen!"
She finished her drink and went back to the Food Court to watch Lydia, use her as a sensory stimulant. By now Lydia was lying on her belly on a table. She had three naked men in front of her and was telling a story about 'Three Little Peenies Went to Market', while a stout black man fucked her from behind.
Rose settled back in a chair to let the Horny Spirit work its magic.
....I don't feel any different. Is it working? Am I just too stuck up?
....I feel tingly, all over.
....Oh I feel good!! All loosened up, sorta.
....Is it hot in here? I am definitely wearing too many clothes.
....Man, why did I buy the wrong size bra? This is a cup too small. Bye bye bra.
....I'm hungry. I want... something to eat. Oh! I wanna eat him!
....Whoooo, my inner equilibri...equal.....equi...ekki ekki! My balance is all screwy.
....Hey baby! Didn't see you before. You look, whooo, the room is spinning. Whoa, I need sex. Sleep. No, sex. I need.... Oh FUCK I need to get laid. Oh damn I need that guy's cock inside me.
....Hi stranger, cum here often? No? Lemme help with that. Mmmmmm tasty cock mmmm.
Lydia clapped her hands with delight to see her friend Rose, usually such a stuck-up bitch, shedding the last of her clothes, revealing her STELLAR double D cup boobies, while she spread her legs and giggled happily for a guy with a camera. Rose nuzzled as close to him as she could, her pussy an inch from his lens, before she lost her balance and fell on top of him, pulling him to the floor and laughing until she started snorting, which made her laugh even more.
Rose sat up, saw Lydia and squealed her name in delight. She ran to her friend and bowled her over in a hug, kissing her passionately. A well built young man started stroking his cock at the sight of two gorgeous naked women kissing, so they returned his attention by taking turns sucking his cock until they could share his cum as they kissed.
"Damn Lydia," Rose said, "I'm sorry I doubted you. I am SO doing this again tomorrow!!"
Upstairs, Vince was masturbating again. Two teenage girls knelt before him, their faces absolutely covered in cum. One was wearing a Victoria's Little Sister T shirt, strategically torn to allow an occasional view of nipples and pussy. The other girl wore what was left of a spray-on shirt made of edible paint, but Vince's copious cum had dissolved so much of it she was as good as nude. Undaunted, they knelt before him, eager for yet another mouthful of cum. He stroked his massive cock and quickly coated them with another five ounces of thick, stringy, tasty cum, plastering their young faces and bodies. They giggled happily, swallowed as much as they could, and licked the rest from each other's bodies.
Lori and the younger Girl Slut Nymphettes finally returned, and Lori apologized for being late. She saw the two Bukkake smothered girls and the spilled cum that could be measured in pints. She whistled.
"Oh baby, I have GOT to get you to a Girl Sluts meeting. Because, damn. You got enough juice to fuck all three of us?"
"Baby baby baby, I could go all night..."
The two Nymphettes eagerly undressed and proceeded to suck him hard, in about forty seconds, and then he fucked them, Lori, and the two Bukkake girls. So much, so much cum! By now he was wondering if he was maybe causing injury, so he grabbed his towel and wandered back to the Food Court to find Lydia, and his mostly-naked admiring entourage tagged along.
The Food Court was an orgy scene. Rose had a guy in each hand and another was fucking her, and five naked men were passing Lydia back and forth, taking turns fucking her mouth and her pussy. The Girl Sluts joined in and Vince's two young admirers looked on in astonishment. "What has gotten in to everyone?" one asked.
"Here, I think this will answer your question," the bartender beckoned them over. "Try this." He handed each girl a cocktail spiked with Horny Spirit, confident no one was checking age limits today. Then he looked around for more ways to improve the situation.
Phil Mayback finally returned, and thanked them for the best day's sales he'd ever had - over $5,000 in just three hours, less the $1,000 he presented to his favorite two models.
Deanne had taken another dose to the delight of everyone present. The three girls took turns seeing who could make Vince's sperm fly the furthest, before deciding it was just more fun to swallow it.
Everyone agreed that as bimbos and Bimboys go, Horny Spirit was a hands-down winner, and the three of them agreed to come back for the rest of the week.
Part III is about Lady Aster's Erotic Reform School for Teenage Boys and Girls. Horny Spirit is put to good use.
