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CherylAnn's Story (m+/f, breast, slut, transform, bimbo, mc) 1/4
by: orangutang@lowmedia.com (the orangutang)
Date: May 31, 1998
Ok kids, here's a new one. It's been a while since I've posted
anything new (although I started posting this one a couple of weeks
ago. that try got aborted, so here's another go at it).
Well, its been a while since I've posted anything new to the Net, but
I think its time to let y'all know what the Hell I've been up to.
Its really a pretty incredible story.
After posting my stories to the groups a couple of times, I was
contacted by a guy who wanted me to write a story for his wife. It
seemed that she was actually *really* into the themes that I'm writing
about.
Her name is CherylAnn, and it seems that she actually wants to become
a big breasted airhead bimboslut. In real life so far she's bleached
her hair, gotten it permed, pierced her navel, grown her nails long,
and gotten each of herears pierced in four places. I've seen pictures,
ladies and gentlemen (well, anough for me to convince myself, anyway
:) ).
Anyway, to facilitate this transformation she's gradually putting
herself through, she asked me to write her, personally, a story. And
after a bit of persuading, she said it was allright to start posting
here.
So here it is, part one of CherylAnn's new life. This story has been
heavily guided by it's subject (CherylAnn), so it strays into
territory that I haven't really written about before. For instance,
CherylAnn is VERY in to being an airheaded bimbo, so that aspect of
the story is very prominent.
As always, I love to hear anything at all that you guys and gals have
to say about my stories, both positive and negative. I take criticism
well. In addition, CherylAnn made me promise to pass on any comments
that y'all have about her and the journey she's undertaking, so send
'em to me, and I'll pass 'em on. would LOVE to hear 'em, and just
might write some of you back, if you're lucky.
Without further ado, I present....CherylAnn's story.. As with *all* my
stuff, it's written in fragments. One of these days I WILL write a
complete story:)
Hope to hear from y'all...
Orang
orangutang@lowmedia.com
CherylAnn's Story
Frank Hogdkin's is CherylAnn's boss and is the man behind the
financing of everything. He'll eventually end up marrying CherylAnn,
but only after he has changed her into the big-titted bimbo ass-slut
that he wants her to be.
The Start
CherylAnn shifted around in her chair uncomfortably as she
tried to keep her mind on the inane article in the magazine she was
reading. Why were the waiting rooms of doctor's offices always so
uncomfortable? She was nervous enough going to see a new gynecologist
as it was...
Dr. Harris uses hypnotic tapes to start the conversion. he also
implants a suggestion that her groin will begin to itch in about two
weeks, to get her to return so that the transformation can begin. The
tapes will gradually cause CherylAnn to change from a brunette career
women to a blond, very busty, horny slut. The cool thing here is that
CherylAnn will actually initiate all the changes herself, but not
understand why.
Dr. Harris had told her that the itchy hot feeling in her
vaginal area was completely normal, but honestly, it was getting
distracting. It wasn't really pleasurable or anything, just
inconvenient and uncomfortable. She decided she just had to go back
and see if there was anything that the doctor could do. ChrylAnn
couldn't explain why, but Dr. Harri seemed so nice. He had a great
bedside manner and really inspired trust.
The doctor diagnoses the itching as a rare topical condition that will
require regular visits for treatment. This ensures that CherylAnn will
return regularly, and the conversion and transformation can begin.
CherylAnn returned home with her purchase. She went directly
to the bathroom and stared at herself for several long minute in the
mirror. Was she sure she knew what she was doing? Going from brunette
to blonde was a huge change, after all. She'd look totally different
with her face framed by blond hair unstead of the chestnut shade she
was born with. And the shade she had gotten...why, it was a *very*
light blonde.
And there were other things to consider about the hair color
change as well. CherylAnn had seen how men treated blondes. While men
fawned over blondes all the time, most of them assumed that they were
all basically just bimbos, especially the ones with hair as blonde as
the shade she had bought. As she thought about it, this thought
strangely seemed not to bother CherylAnn. In fact, it kind of...well,
excited her. It also gave her a sense of power. "Just think" CherylAnn
mused "I can get all the special treatment that those other women get,
and as all those men are treating me like some dumb bitch, I'd be on
the inside, laughing at them. What a great joke!"
CherylAnn does in fact bleach her hair blond, and begins to wear a bit
of make-up to work. This is the first step in her transformation, and
the mental suggestions from Dr. Harris' treatment begin to take subtle
effect, shortening her attention span a bit and starting the slow
subtle increase in her libido.
Work was kind of strange this week. In addition to all the
attention that CherylAnn had gotten since her hair color change, she
had begun to catch herself getting distracted. Before, her job had
always been something that CherylAnn took pleasure in. Lately she was
just finding it boring. Just about anything could distract her from
the morass of numbers that swam on the pages before her. She'd find
herself staring off into space sometimes, her mind a million miles
away from whichever account she was working on.
And strangely, more and more of these reveries seemed to be
dissolving into sexual daydreams! CherylAnn found herself
contemplating the crotches of her male coworkers from afar, wondering
idly what they were packing under those pants...occasionally she'd get
aroused enough that she'd have to make a trip to the bathroom for some
relief.
Over the next couple of weeks, her distraction level got
higher and higher. Sometimes she'd lose concentration in the middle of
someone speaking to her. She knew it was making her seem a bit dim at
times, but she just couldn't help it, no matter how hard she tried.
While the attention of the offices men continued unabated, CherylAnn
began to hear muffled whispers from the women about "the hair color
fits her" and "its bringing out her true nature". She would
occasionally overhear blond jokes in the bathroom as well.
All this left CherylAnn strangely unhurt. She felt almost
distant from them, strangely superior. Even when she overheard some
women in the ladies room refer to her as a "ditzy blonde". It just
made her even more determined to continue improving herself.
"These catty bitches are all just jealous" she thought to
herself indignantly. "Just because I'm getting more attention from the
men in my office, they hate me. Well, I'll show them. If they think I
have al the men's attention now, just wait 'til they see me in action!
I'll have every man in this office eating out of my hand!" Her finger
began to caress her clitoris as she sat on the toilet fuming, and the
rush of pleasure from her quickly coming orgasm cemented her resolve.
The very next week CherylAnn began to put her plan into
action. She first began with her appearance. She decided that a
wardrobe change was in order, so it was off to the mall. She purchased
a whole new range of clothing. None of it was really inappropriate for
the office (well maybe a little, she giggled to herself) but for
CherylAnn it represented a drastic change in fashion direction.
First to go was her old underwear. "If I'm going to build a
new me, I've got to start from the ground up," she thought. Out went
the dowdy old cotton panties and plain bras she normally wore. She
went to Victoria's Secret and nearly cleaned them out of things in her
size. She now had a wide range of sexy undies. From T-back thongs to
tight silk full-cuts, and a great collection of bras that really
shaped and accented her figure.
"No more pants" was her next decision. "Sexy women always wear
skirts, and I'm gonna be so sexy that those other bitches won't know
what hit 'em!" To this end she had bought a wide range of skirts, from
long, tight sheath skirts, slit provocatively up the back or side of
course, to miniskirts that definitely were near the limit of the
office dress code. Flat shoes were out as well, and CherylAnn spent
not a little cash buying new several new pairs of high heel shoes. She
was very careful with her choices, wanting to make sure that she was
never lacking for stylish and flattering clothing.
The next thing she did was get here nails done. Well, perhaps
that didn't quite capture the essence of what she did, because she'd
had simple manicures before. This time, CherylAnn got nails *done*.
She let the girls at the nail salon have their way with her, and when
they were done, she walked out of there with rock-hard 1 ½ inch
acrylic talons, painted a deep wine color.
CherylAnn started to play up the bimbo angle a bit too. Over
the next month or so, she gradually began consciously cultivating some
behaviors that backed up the visual image she was presenting. They
were all little changes, but she thought they might matter for some
reason.
First of all, she changed her reading habits. CherylAnn had
always enjoyed reading history and fiction, but she set those books
aside for now. In fact she actually went so far as to pack up all of
her books, clearing her bookshelves. Instead of her usual recreational
reading, she started to buy magazines like Cosmopolitan, Elle,
Seventeen, etc. She started to read them thoroughly, absorbing all the
advice on improving herself that she could.
Using what she laerned from her magazines, she began to work
on all aspects of her behavior. She stand in front of the mirror all
evening, practicing how to stand, how to walk, and just generally how
to attract the attention of others with her body. CherylAnn tried
never to just stand, but always to pose.
She adopted some mannerisms as well, like playing with her
hair, checking her make up frequently and touchimg it up, and
generally just primping and preening like a teenager. She conciously
tried not to laugh, but instead to giggle, and she tried to speak in a
softer more feminine tone than her usual direct way.
CherylAnn also conciously started to "dumb down" her
vocabulary, and stopped trying to hold her own in important
discussions around the office anymore.. After all, men didn't like
women who were smarter than they were.
The most important change she made wa inhow she dealt with the
men around the office. After about a month of reading womens magazine
and absorbing all the good info that she could, CherylAnn started to
flirt. Mercilessly.
She starts to change the way she lives at home, to. She changes the
decor in her apartment, going from utilitarian living to stylish and
sexy pad...a real sex den, of sorts.
CherylAnn couldn't help it. Even though she knew it was bad,
she just couldn't keep her mind off sex. As she ran a hand through her
thick platinum blonde hair she wondered about the choices she had made
so far. She loved all the attention that her modified behaviors were
bringing her, but she occasionally wondered if she wasn't getting into
the role just a little *too* much. She was getting so use to acting
like a dizzy blonde all the time, she wondered if some of it wasn't
actually rubbing off on her. Still she couldn't argue with the fact
that she was getting a lot more attetion form the men, and she loved
it. Every time one of her male co-workers praised her appearence, or
slipped a covert pat on her ass, CherylAnn's pussy moistened. Her
orgasms when she masturbated were nothing short of earth
shattering...and her fantasies were becoming more and more oriented
around actually experiencing the things that the blonde bimbo that she
was acting like would have experienced.
The obove changes continue, and at some point,somthing triggers
CherylAnn's interest it getting bigger boobs. Maybe she overhears
something in the bathroom, or something like that. We add in an
interest inponography here as well.
There were no two ways about it. CherylAnn wanted bigger
breasts...no, wait, not breasts, TITS. She rolled the word around in
her mind and it seemed all right, so she thought it again...TITS. She
wanted bigger TITS...yes, she liked it. It sounded just the tiniest
bit cheap, and that excited her. From now on her breasts would be her
TITS. The bottom line still remained. CherylAnn thought her tits were
too small.
All the beautiful women in the adult films she had been
watching lately had wonderful tits, full, round tits, with thick
succulent nipples. And a bigger chest would certainly enhance and
cement the influence she had over the men at work...she had seen the
way the men looked at the more generously endowed girls, their eyes
often glued to the women's chests, even when the men were talking
directly to the women!
CherylAnn flushed at the thought those men's eyes upon her,
unable to keep their eyes off her breasts, hypnotized by them. She
could just imagine the wonderful warm weight of a pair of plump full
titties on her chest, the way they'd bob gently as she walked, how
they would fill out her figure wonderfully...she imagined lying on her
bed, one hand gently stroking her clit and pussy, another bringing an
erect nipple to her lips to be sucked...
The problem was she just didn't trust plastic surgeons...at
least she didn't know any that she trusted. Maybe Dr. Harris knew
someone? Sure enough, when she asked him during her weekly visit, he
did know someone!
"I know a Dr. Remington who is by far the best in his
profession. Why do you ask, my dear?" inquired Dr. Harris after the
weekly treatment was concluded.
"Well...to be honest, I was thinking about getting a little
breast enlargement..." she said, blushing.
"My dear, that's a bit of a drastic step isn't it?" said the
doctor. "I mean, have you ever had any cosmetic surgery before?"
"Well, no," CherylAnn admitted.
"Don't you think getting a breast job is a bit extreme right
off the bat, when you don't even know anything about plastic surgery?"
"I...I suppose..."
"Well, look," said Dr. Harris, smiling at her, "why don't I
put you in contact with Dr. Remington, and you can talk to him about
it...but I might suggest starting with something a bit more minor in
the surgery department. I've seen many women use cosmetic surgery to
their advantage, but you should be smart about it."
CherylAnn gets collagen in her lips, just as a first plastic surgery
experiment. Her clothing continues to be provocative, but classily so,
at least so far.
CherylAnn buys a dildo...just one for now, but her collection will
increase later...
Somehow we end up with the scenario below, CherylAnn sucking off a
complete stranger, just on impulse. She finds, of course, that she
loves it. This might lead to some glory-hole activity later, after
things get more extreme. Basically, she gonna love sucking cock...any
cock.
CherylAnn parted her thick new collagen-enhanced lips and
moaned with pleasure as the stranger's cock slipped past them to fill
her mouth with its warm length. She knew she must look hotter than
hell with a dick buried in her mouth, and that thought just served to
make her pussy even wetter and sloppier than before. She could feel
her juices soaking the crotch of her panties, and she loved the feel
of the sopping fabric on her cunt.
She swallowed just as she had read about as the cock pushed
deeper into her mouth, its hot bulk intruding past her mouth into her
throat. CherylAnn was rewarded when her lips came to rest against the
groin of the man, his balls resting against her chin. He was all the
way in her mouth! Her first deep-throat! She could feel his cock throb
in her throat, and she looked up at where the stranger's face must
have been, though it was still shrouded in darkness.
The man began to move his cock slowly out of CherylAnn's
mouth, then back in again, and CherylAnn relaxed her throat each time
to allow the penis entry. Soon the man was moving at a slow but
regular pace, alternately thrusting deep into CherylAnn's mouth, then
out. The only sounds were the passing cars and the wet slurping of
dick between lips.
She felt as if she was in a dream. The cock tasted so good,
and she felt so alive, so horny, so bad, with this stranger shoving
his prick into her hungry mouth. She liked the feeling...a lot.
The stranger was getting ready to cum, CherylAnn could tell.
He was getting a bit more careless and forceful with his fucking of
her mouth. As her bucked his hips back and forth, small groans began
to issue from the hidden face above. CherylAnn felt so powerful, so in
control! She was the one in the drivers seat, she was the controller
of this strange mans pleasure, and the source of it all. She sucked
hungrily as the man began to cum, pulling her head back off his cock a
bit so that the head was in her mouth. Hot liquid squirted from the
cock, in amounts that surprised CherylAnn. She was unprepared for the
volume of the man's load.
The cum spilled from CherylAnn's lips, running down her chin
in thick white rivulets, dripping onto the front of her black cotton
dress. She drank what she could, savoring the taste of the hot liquid.
While she expected the cum dripping from her face to feel gross, it
felt strangely good, natural even. She ran her tongue slowly over her
lips savoring the taste of the thick white semen.
There was a flash of light from above, and she realized
quickly that her picture was being taken! Her knee jerk reaction would
normally have been to stand up and sock the strange man, but instead
she found herself *incredibly* turned on at the thought of there being
a permanent record of her behavior.
Almost before she knew it, CherylAnn was playing to the
camera. She rubbed the strangers cock around her face, smearing the
cum all over her lips mouth and chin. She licked her blow-job-made
lips lasciviously, suckled the last of his cum from his cock, then
scraped the remaining cum on her face into her mouth with a great show
of licking and smacking. "God damn!" she thought "cum tastes *good*."
All the while the strangers camera flashed away, taking picture after
picture of CherylAnn at work.