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CherylAnn's Story (m+/f, breast, slut, transform, bimbo, mc) 4/4
By: orangutang@lowmedia.com (the orangutang)
Date: May 31, 1998
Laura didn't know what was hapening to her lately. Everywhere she
went, she kept seeing that *women* that had been in the store the
other day. Laura hadn't been able to stop thnking about her ever since
then. She kept thinking she caugt a glimpse of the women out of the
corner of her eye. Laura knew she wasn't a lesbian. She'd had a few
too many places filled with cockl for that to be the case. But she
had never felt even the slightest *hint8 of bisexualality until she
met...that women. That incredible, beautiful, *slutty* looking
woman...the one with the big beautiful breasts and full luscious
li..."Damn!" she said to herself, wrenching her thoughts from the
track they'd been following way too much lately. She notice with
embaressment that her pussy was wet...*very* wet
She brushed her long straight brunette hair back over her
shoulder as she sat in Dr. Harris's office. She had been surprised
when her gynecologist had closed up shop and moved, all in the space
of a week! But he had left a recommendation for a Dr. Harris, and here
she was for her initial get to know you appointment. She hoped he was
a good doctor. Laura was convince that some gynecologists were in the
line of work just becaus they were perverts!
The nurse called her in a few minutes later. Dr. Harris
welcomed her into his office, and the initial examintaion went
quickly. The doctor looked her over, and sighed.
"What is it doctor?" Laura said apprehensively.
"Oh, nothing to worry youself about, my dear...just a bit of a
small infection. I will need to get a culture, though. Why don't you
step over her and get back into the stirrups for a few minutes if you
would. Laura complied, climbing back onto the examination table and
puttingher legs back in the stirrups. The doctor put a set of head
phones on her head.
"this may take a minute or two my dear, but it won't hurt a
bit. Just sit back and listen to the music. As if on cue, music kicked
in, not too loud. Laura listened to the inocuous pop tune, and found
her mind wandering once again to *the* woman, and once again felt her
pussy begin to get juicy. Strangely, this didn't disturb her, even
with Dr. Harris poking about down there.
Laura closed her eyes, and visions of the massively endowed
blonde women floated through Laura's head...the way that her fat tits
had bobbed when she walked into the store, the huge breasts pressing
up against her...how inadequate her own breasts were in the face of
the unbridled sexuality of the women. Gretchen and Laura had laughed
at the time, but it was a laugh tinged with fascination...about what
it would be like to be like that...to totally wear you sexuality
openly on your body...
Laura's mind, soothed by the music (as well as Dr. Harris'
special subliminals) roved over all sorts of possibilities...she
wondered if she could be like that...she wondered what breast that big
must feel like. The way that the women had been rubbing against her,
they must feel pretty good...
Thoughts like this pervaded Laura's mind, insinuatings into
every corner or her psyche. Dr. harris looked up with releif at the
blissful smile on the face of his patient. He'd only done a conversion
this fast once before, and he was still unsure everytime he did it.
But everything was going splendidly. the girls pussy was virtually
dripping with secretions, she was so turned on. Dr. Harris cued the
specifics tape, and in 15 minutes, it was all complete. He Laura
came out of her trance in a daze, not quite sure where she was for a
minute. The doctor spoke to her something about insurance forms, and
she signed them without question.
"I've referred you to a specialist," the doctor said.
"Ok, thats just fine, doctor. I'll go see him right away."
Laura didn't even know what she was being referred for, but it didn't
even occur to her to ask. She accepted the piece of paper with
directions on it, and set out for her appointment with Dr....what did
it say on the card? Remington. Dr. Remington. Laura was sure that he'd
fix whatever was wrong with her.
Laura felt almost as if she was in a haze as she took a cab to
Dr. Remington's office, but it was a pleasent one. She drifted
mentally, images of the big-titted women floating through her head.
Now she wasn't fighting these images, but enjoying them. She undressed
the women in her mind, fascinated by the breasts she saw there, their
large form nipples, the way they bobbed when the women walked.
The more she thought about the women, the wetter her pussy
got, and the more Dr. Harris' conditioning settled into place. Laura
began to giggle to herself as she felt her juices soaking her
underwear. She couldn't help it, thinking about the strange women was
getting her all excited.
Laura walked into the doctors office, unconciously putting a
little sway into her hips. She checked in with the burse, and took a
seat. The thoughts continued to whirlthrough her mind, shifting,
rearranging who she was...and she felt GOOD! The more she sat and
thought about it, the more certain she became that she wanted to BE
like the strange woman in the clothing store. She had seen how all the
men looked, and how the woman had basked in all th attention...her
titties were so magnificent! The new person coalecing in Laura's mind
wanted them!
The bits of the old Laura struggled a bit against it. "They're
*so* impractical." she thought. Goodness knows it would change thinsg
at work if she came back with a huge pair of tits on her chest. "What
about my self respect? No one will take me seriously with a huge pair
of breasts like that." And the cost? The cost would be enourmous!
She'd have to use a big chunk of her trust fund for them. And there
were back problems to consider...
Laura struggled in her mind, but she kept coming back to the
dressing room doorway, when the woman had pressed her luscious melons
up against Laura, and kissed her, pushing her tongue into her
mouth...Laura's pussy became wetter still at the thought, and she
suddenly felt the need to be alone. She got up and stepped into the
bathroom for a minute.
Spreading her legs, she reached under her light summer dress
and nearly tore off her panties. She crammed two fingers inside
herself, wiggling them around inside her slippery cunt. "Fuck yeah,"
she thought, orgasming powerfully as the thought of having huge
breasts spun through her mind. She wanted them...she *needed* them!
Her mind settled on the issue the flushed girl returned to her seat,
and was presently called into Dr. Remington's office. The doctor
entere mommentarily.
"Well hello there Ms. Henderson. Dr. Harris told me to expect
you. He told me of your condition, and we can take care of
everything."
"My condition?" Laura asked confusedly.
"Yes, the one that Dr. Harris referred you here for. Is there
anything else we can do for you while you are here? It is often easy
to do all things at once, you know."
"Umm..do YOU think I need..other things? I'm a
bit...confused."
"Well, my dear, cosmetic surgery is nothing to be taken
lightly, but we can offer you several different options...for
instance, we do collagen injections, for the lips you know. We also do
breast augmentation..."
"But the doctor said you would know what to do, I dont even
know why I am here. I dont think..."
"Perhaps you had better just let us take care of things Ms
Henderson..." said the doctor, a look of concern on his face.
"Maybe thats better. What should I do?"
"I think actually Dr. Harris was pretty explicit about what
needed to be done."
"Okay. I trust him...I think"
"Well, first of all, take off those appalling drab clothes of
yours."
"Okay." Laura stripped down to her underwear without question.
"Then step over here so we can get some measurements and...Ms.
Henderson, is there a reason you are staring at my crotch?" inquired
the doctor distractedly. "Oh my goodness, my dear.We have a *lot* of
work to do with you..."
Laura started at the doctors question. She had been staring,
almost unconciously, at the doctors groin. The thing that had
attracted her attention was the outline of what looked like an
*enourmous* cock concealed in the doctors trousers!
"Ummm. Sorry. I was just noticing you...ummm."
"Yes, Ms. Henderson?" said the doctor just as distractedly as
before.
"Nothing. You just seem...um...big...I think. Sorry. I *am*
sorry doctor."
"Thats all right." he said comfortingly. "Now then, lets just
take a look at these breasts." Dr. Remington put his hand onto one of
Laura's breasts, and not quite as clinicly as she would have liked.
But starngely she let him. He squeezed her small 34B breast a bit a
tweaked the small nipple that crowned it with his thumb.
"No no, these will never do," said the doctor definitively. "I
think about a HH cup would look much better, with about a 200 percent
augmentation on the nipples and aureoles." He scribbled something on
his clipboard, and then looked Laura right in the eye. He looked up so
quickly, he nearly caught her looking dreamily at his big, *thick*
cock.
"Do you think you'd like that my dear? I think it would look
just wonderful."
"Did you say HH?" Laura said faintly. She tried to picture
that but couldn't seem to focus on it. "Is that, like, bigger?"
"Oh, yes. Much bigger my dear. Much sexier and more alluring,"
Dr.Remington reassured her.
"Okay doctor, I think that would be fine," Laura said. her
pussy twitched as she agreed with him.
"Now then..." This time he *did* catch her staring at his
crotch. she blushed a deep red. "My dear must you persist in staring?
It is quite rude...lets see that face of yours...Hmmm, I think your
lips are a bit thin...not very appealing. I think we could take care
of that as well. All the boys seem to like the girls with nice full
lips..."
"Girls? I am 19 and a woman," said Laura indignently. Who was
this guy, not even in his 40s, to call her a girl?
"Oh, yes, forgive me my dear...*woman*" Dr. Remington
corrected himself with almost exaggerated politeness. "In any case, a
75 percent augment might look very nice on a girl like you. Nice full
lips...good for kissing. Boys like those."
"Boys? Don't you mean men?"
"Well, I guess I do. I mean there is very little difference
between the two words...I mean, an attractive girl like you must see a
lot of boys..."
"Girl? Boys? You act like I am 15 or someting!"
"I'm sorry, I do have a tendency to talk down to people. I
apologize, I mean only the bestthing by it you know. You look so young
and fresh."
"Thank you doctor." Laura smild at the compliment, somewhat
mollified. She *was* pretty young after all, and she guessed she
couldn't blame the man for calling her a girl. And men *were*
basically just big boys...
"Certainly my dear. You are such a nice girl..."
The doctor proceeded down his list, checking, marking and
writing things on a clipboard. Laura just stood there while he worked
with a bemused exspression on her face. He poked and proded her all
over, and in some very intimate places!
"Well, I think thats about all I need to know. everything else
on the list here is stipulated by Dr. Harris' referrel, down to the
makeover afterward." Laura nodded dumbly, her mind whirling. Deep down
inside some small part of her was rebeling, yelling that this wasn't
right, and that she shouldn't be going along with all this so
passsively. But then another vision of that big breasted bombshell of
a woman floated through her head and she was rassured that what she
was doing was right. She stared again at the massive dick tenting Dr.
Remington's trouser. Her mind clearing a bit she wondered what it
looked like...what it tasted like...
"If you'll just step this way, we'll get to work...my dear,
you're still staring..."
This time Laura just nodded brightly. "Yes, I am," she smiled.
Dr. Remington had the girl sign a few papers, which she didn't
even bother to read. Then he led Laura, still naked, through a door
and into an ajoining operating theatre. There were several people
there in surgical scrubs, gatherd around an operating table.Laura's
fears were fading by the second. One of the masked people helped her
up onto the opearting table. Dr. Remington appeared weraing similar
surgical scrubs. Laura looked up at him, a blissful smile on her face.
"I just know you're going to fix everything that's wrong with
me, Dr, Remington. You're going to make me all better."
"I ceratinly am, my dear," he said. "We're going to put
everything wrong with you right, and when you wake up you'll feel like
a new women." Laura laid back happily, and a mask was placed over her
nose and mouth. She inhaled deeply, and things around her quickly
faded to black.
For the next period of time, the length of which she could not
determine, Laura's dreams were filled with visions of the strange
big-breasted women. She saw herself with the women this time. She knew
it was herself even though it looked nothing like her. She just *knew*
that the other big breasted blonde with the women was her. She saw
herself and the women touching each other, tasting each other, rubbing
body part together. Unbeleivable, she began to cum while unconcious,
the final pat of Dr. Harris' conditioning finally taking hold.
Laura's mind flowed and moved like wax, her very thought
patterns taking on new forms. She wanted to not only *have* the body
of this women, but *be* the person that Laura somehow knew she was.
Concious thought and analytical thinking were pushed to the back of
Laura's mind, replaced by a drive for getting and giving pleasure.
Dr Remington worked away on Laura's body, and smiled as orgasm
after unconcious orgasm shuddered through her. She would live up to
the potential of her new body just fine.
Laura walked out of the recovery room, still a bit unsure in
her gait with her new body. The onlty ting she was wearing was a pair
of red high heel, about 5" high. Laura walked over to the mirror
situated right outside the recovery room door and surveyed her new
form. She loved what she saw!
The first thing was, of course, her titties. They were
enourmous! They were the size of basketballs, and rode up high on her
chest, unlike any natural breast would have. Her nipples stood out
like little fingertips on them, erect and tingling. Laura shook her
shoulders and loved the way that her big fake titties shook back and
forth like there were filled with jelly.
Something deep inside Laura's mind screamed inwardly at what
she saw, a tiny voice crying out that this wasn't right, it wasn't
*her*. But the new Laura, the *improved* Laura's cunt grew wet at the
sight of her own body. She looked so sexy! Her titties were as big as
the strange sexy womens' were, now! She giggled to herself and
pinched her nipples, luxuriating in the pleasurable feeling that shot
through her.
The next thing she noticed was the splendid job that Dr.
Remington had done with her lips! They were so full and juicy looking
now. Uncharacteristically, the memmory of Dr. Remington's bulge, his
erect cock that had caught Laura's attention during the examination,
floated through her mind, and her mouth watered.
"Maybe I can put these lips to good use thanking the doctor"
Laura thought to herself, involuntarily imagining the doctors dick in
her mouth. She pursed her lips in the mirror and admired them some
more. "He said all the boys would like me better with them, and I
think he's right."
The makeover specialists had done a wonderful job with her
hair as well. Gone was the boring brown color. Her hair was now cut in
a punky style, short on the sides, and sprayed up all big up top. It
was also bleached white-blonde. Laura knew taht it would be a bitch to
care for...but it looked *so* cheap and slutty. She paused for a
momment, confused. When did cheap and slutty become a good thing? She
had always thought of them as bad, but now looking this way seemed so
right, so nice...she thought of all the men that would want her when
they saw her, and what they would want to do with her. Her cunt (when
had it become her cunt? That wasn't a word she used...) grew wetter
and juicier still as she thought about all the men. She giggled
emptily, and returned to her self-survey.
Her ears were now pierced, three places in each ear, and big
thick gold hoops dangled from them, almost brushing her shoulders. Her
belly-button was also pierced with another thick gold ring. A gold
chain ran around her waist, threaded throughthe ring. The makeover
people had given her new fingernails as well! Tipping her fingers were
impractically long but *very* sexy square tipped nails about 1 ½
inches long. She scraped the rock hard acrylic nails, along the flesh
of her upper thighs, trailing them upto stir breifly throughher
cunt-lips.
They had showed her how to properly make up her face, how to
apply a wealth of cosmetics to get the perfect effect. Her face was a
perfectly sculpted study in sluttishness. Her thick lips were painted
a bright red, as were her nails.
"Ohmigod!" said Laura, looking at herself in the mirror "I'm
like, totally *perfect*!" Turmoil still raged deep inside Laura's
psyche, but as she looked at herself, and felt herself, her
reservations were fading. For one thing, her pussy was getting *so*
wet from just looking at herself! She almost unconciously slipped a
hand between her legs and easily slipped two fingers into her cunt.
"Oh yeah," she said through clenched teeth. "I like *totally* love
thisss...." she continued, pumping her fingers in and out as she stood
in front of the mirror.
Dr. Remington walked in as Laura continued to finger fuck
herself. Even the doctor enterring didn't distract her from her
"work." She note his presence, but continued her self-pleasuring.
"So, Laura, I take it you like our little improvements?" The
doctor said, inquiringly.
Laura didn't respond for a second as an orgasm shook through
her. She pulled her fingers from her pussy, and turned to face the
doctor, sucking her juices from her fingers.
"I like *think* so doctor. I mean, its all a bit, like, fuzzy
and stuff," she said, a little bit less sure of herself now that the
orgasm was fading.
"Well, my dear, perhaps you shouldn't think too much about it.
Maybe you should just let things happen and see how it goes."
"mmm...it feels like sooo nice. But like, new and sooo
confusing!"
"Well, lets just take things one at a time. Do you feel good?
Do you like your titties and lips and hair and everything?" the doctor
said soothingly. Laura listened, but was a bit distracted. She
couldn't help noticing the bulge in Dr. Remintons pants....but it was
different now. She felt different.
Laura's mind considered what the doctor was saying. She did
feel good...*real* good. Her titties felt so good on her chest,and she
licked her lips lustfully. "Maybe I am, like, thinking too much," she
thought to herself. That seemed right. In fact the more she considered
the issue, the more she cameto the conclusion that she had been
thinking too much overall. Thinking was hard, and it didn't seem to do
much for her.
"Mmmmmmaybe you're right doctor...I like, *have* been thinking
a whole bunch lately, and it hasn't done much...
"Well, that because we've helped you my dear. You were
*definitely* thinking to much. Way too much. Thinking isn't the best
thing for a girl like you."
"Ummm...girl??"
"Yes, Laura my dear, you're a girl! A sweet teenage girl, and
girls shoudln't be distracted from the most important things, like
boys...don't you agree? Thats why we've given you such wonderful
titties and lips,to help you keep your mind on boys. You like boys,
right Laura?"
Laura responded without even thinking. "Well, of course,
silly. All girls like, *totally* love boys, but me, a, like,
teenager...I thought I was like almost 20...maybe...uhh.." Laura
struggled to remembere what year she had been born, but remembering
was so *hard*. Speaking of hard, there was that lump in Dr.
Remington's pants again...
The doctor smiled at the confused girl. "No, no no. Oh dear,
the operation must have had a few side effects. Well nothing to worry
about. I'm sure your mind will clear up in a few minutes." Dr.
Remington moved closer to Laura and seta hand on her naked shoulder.
His skin was hot, like warm laether. Laura flushed.
"You're just 16 my dear. But you're a lucky teen to have such
wonderful titties...the boys will love those, and maybe even some
other girls. You are a bit of an airhead aren't you? I mean, not
knowing you're own age...silly girl, I guess you aren't very smart.
Thats allright though. Boys like ditzy girls."
"I thought I was...ummm..maybe not tho...uhh. I can get soooo,
like, distracted by these silly thingies." Laura rolled the doctor's
word around in her head. He had called her an airhead, and a ditz,
words that would have gotten him slapped by the old Laura. The new
Laura felt herself liking the words, despite herself.
"Well, you probably shouldn't worry yourself about it. I mean
thats not the imporatnt thing is it?" Dr. Remington's cock was
throbbing in his pants by now. The girl was taking to the conditioning
perfectly! "The imporatnt thing is feeling good,and pleasing other
boys and girls my dear. Don't you want to make people happy?"
Something in Laura's mind finally gave way. She accepted what
Dr. Remington was saying, accepted what had happened, and all in a
rush, all the elements of her change fell into place. She whirled
inplace to face Dr. Remington, looking up into his eyes brightly.
"Ohmigod, you are like so *totally* right doc," the changed
girl gushed, her demeaner taking on a new confidence. "I don't even,
like, *know* what I was thinking!" Laura giggled,and ran her hands
roughly over her own body. "I like totally love being, like, ME, and I
can't wait for all the boy to like *see* me!" Thoughts fled rapidly
from Lauras head as her mind cleaned house. Boys! She wanted boys!
Boys loved big breasted airheaded girls...bimbos. Laura would be such
a bimbo. She would be the best bimboslut that the boys had ever seen!
Laura awoke in her bed the next morning unsure for a minute
where she was. She surveyed the room over the satin-sheet covered
mounds of her titties, looking over what must be...no, what definitely
was her bedroom.
She giggled as she looked at all the boxes and bags that the
doctor had sent home after her yesterday. It hadn't even occured to
the new Laura to wonder where all the money for the new clothes had
come from. It fact the only thing that had occured to her when the
delivery guys had arrived was how good their cocks would taste. Before
she'd even known what she was doing, Laura had found herself on her
knees between the guys rying to jam both of their cocks in her mouth
at the same time. Soon she had been sandwiched in between the two
muscular boys, milking their cocks with her cunt and asshole. For a
finisher, they had just *covered* her big fat titties with about a ton
of cum, which Laura had spent about a half hour licking off of
herself. It tasted so GOOD!
Laura giggled again at the memmories, and two of her fingers
slipped almost involuntarily into her cunt. She couldn't beleive how
much she had changed over the last 24 hours! Why, just a day ago, she
never would have even thought of taking on two men at once, much less
two men she didn't even know. Now such behavior came easily...her
pussy drooled at how good she had felt, stuffed full of cock.
She rolled over in bed, coming up pillowed on her new chest.
Her tits semd so big, but she didn't have any trouble moving with
them. She wwanted to see them! Laura got up and stood in front of her
mirror, surveying her new body. Her titties were just the *awesomest*.
The were so big and fat, and they bobbed when she walked. These kind
of titties guarenteed to get *all* the boys cocks nice and hard.
A small dim flame awoke deep inside her mind, taking stock of
the situation...she had changed so much in so short a time, it was
overwhelming...Laura stood there confused, trying to take it all
in...What had Dr. Reminton done to her? She shook her bleached hair
unbeleivingly, her ears with their three pierces in each, her collagen
enhanced lips. She held up her hands with their 2 inch nails in front
of her face, trying to concentrate, to figure out what exactly had
happened...but it was *so* hard to concentrate...so hard...she thought
about what Dr. Remington had said...
The light dawned. She was thinking too much again, and it was
making her feel all yucky...Laura didn't like feeling yucky. She
wanted to feel good. She wanted to be a good girl and feel good too.
Laura laughed a girlish giggle and looked at herself again, staring
hard this time. What was she thinking! She was, like, *totally*
perfect! What sixteen year old girl would'nt *kill* for abody like
hers! All the boys would be lookin' at her, Laura, and she wanted that
more than anything.She wanted all the boys to look at her, and touch
her, and caress her, and fill her holes, her slutty cunt and ass, her
teenage cocksucker's mouth...She wanted to be a boytoy, to touch and
feel and suck and fuck the boys cocks, eat up all their yummy-cum, and
now she had the perfect body to do it!
Laura threw herself back on the bed and let her hands rove
around her body. One was just settling into her crotch area when there
was a knock on the door to her bedroom.
"Unnnnhhmmm, like who is it? Come in?" Laura muttered
distractedly.
The door opened and in walked the last person in the world
that Laura expected to see. It was the woman from the mall! She was
dressed in a yellow sundress that draped attractively over her huge
bust. Her white-blonde hair was up in a ponytail and she wore 2" white
heels. Her face was perfectly sculpted with a wealth of makeup, and
her nails were prefectly manicured.
"Hello Laura!" she said familiarly, a glint in her eye.
Laura just stared in mute amazement for a momment. She felt
her whole body break out into a hot sweats, and she blushing
furiously.
"Ohmigod....its like, YOU! You're, like, the women from the
store!"
The women giggled vapidly. "I know silly! But you aren't the
woman who helped me. Not anymore anyways!"
Laura halfway pulled a sheet over her body, flustered and
unable to keep her eyes off of the woman. "What..what do you mean?
Like, I'm Laura...I'm the girl that helped you...I think..." Laura's
mind reeled as she tried to focus on the events...but it was, like,
*so* hard to think clearly...
"I remember a TOTALLY different woman then," the woman said
positively. "Much smaller bimbotitties that those huge ones...and she
was brunette and was *real* old too. Almost twenty! Is that you,
slutLaura?"
Laura furrowed her brow in thought, tbut it was all so fuzzy,
like another persons life. "I...I think so...but then, I'm only, like,
sixteen...and I'm like *definitely* a blonde, and my titties," Laura
dropped the sheet impulsively and pressed her mammoth tits together,
"are, like, NOT small at all."
"Laura hunny..How big are your bimbotitties?" the woman said
reassuringly. "How big ARE they Laura? What size bra do you wear?"
"I think the doctor told me they were like 55GG or
something...their fuckin' big tits, thats like, *totally* fer sure. Do
you like 'em an' stuff?" Laura hadn't even noticed how her speech
patterns were falling into line with the womans. "They look like
they're as big as yours...like, how big are yours?"
"Laura, they are sooo cool. But how many other sixteen year
olds have tits as big as yours?"
"Ummmm, I dunno, but not many, I think. How old are you?"
Laura massaged her tits almost without thinking about it now. Without
her even noticing, her fingers are plucking and squeezing her nipples.
"Sixteen too. Mine are not as big, 46FF." The woman grabbed
big handfulls of her breast throgh dress and squeezed them roughly.
"But I'm gonna get them made bigger soon! Hey, wanna know somethin
soooo cool, Laura?" The woman continued, biting on one long nail.
Still playing with her titties Laura breathed "Like, sure."
"We can have ANY boy we want with titties this big!" the woman
exclaimed, licking her lips.
This caught Laura's attention ,and her mind was instantly full
of memmories of her double fucking from last night, and visions of
cocks and cum. She looked the woman directly in the eye, and said in
an excited voice "Really? Like*any* boy?" Her eyes grew misty and
unfocused. "Mmmmmm....I like boys. I just played with two boys
yesterday..they were *so* nice." She giggled, and didn't even notice
how much her laugh resembled that of the woman.
"Well I'll tell you another cool thing, Laura. I made it so
you could play with me! Your new titties and fat sluttylips and
beautiful blonde hair, all of it was for me!"
Laura knew she should be revolted by this monumental
revelation, but she wasn't. In fact, she didn't even wonder about it.
It excited her, though. "Wow! So you like, helped change me so I could
be like you?"
"I had my doctor friend with the very nice cock make you into
my best friend! We are going to play all the time together. But there
is one more change no one told you about I bet!" Another empty-headed
giggle came from the woman.
"Mmmmmm...the doctor *did* have a nice cock." She giggled
again as well. "What change is that? What don't I, like, know about
bein' changed?"
"You have to do everything I say!" the woman exclaimed, and
again dissolved into a fit of dtzy giggles.
Laura thought about that for a second. "You mean I'm like your
slave or somethin'?" she asked, a bit hesitantly.
"Yes!" said the woman "Watch..Laura, drop to your knees!"
Laura promptly dropped to her knees without even thinking
about it. "Ohmigod!" she said, her mouth a round O of surprise.
"Isn't that sooo, like, cool?" said the woman smugly. "Suck
your titties!"
Laura quickly pushed both nipples into her mouth and begin
sucking them enthusiatically. "You're..mmmphhh...like telling
themmmpppphhsluptruth aren't you...smackslurp" she said around her
mouthful of breast. A small part of Laura might have fough the womans
commands for a second, but that didn't last long. The woman was right,
it *was* cool. Very cool. Laura began to get *really* into it, sucking
her titties and looking the woman in the eye.
"Laura..we are gonna be the biggest bimbosluts in this town!!
Will you be my beeessstttt friend?"
Still sucking her nipples, Laura giggled and smiled around her
luscious mouthful of titflesh. "Mmmmmmm, like I would
mmmphssslurp...totallymmmmmmlovethatmmmph. I would lIkemmmmlllemmlove
to be yourmphhslurp best friendsmack"
The woman nearly doubled over with laughter "You can stop sucking them
now Laura! Hehehe..."
Laura lowered her tits from her mouth, still twiddling them a
little with her fingers. Just then something occured to her. "If I'm
gonna, like be your best friend, like, whats your name?"
"Oh! Sorry! I am sooooo ditsy sometimes! CherylAnn! yours?"
"I thiiiink its like Laura or Laurie or something. I, like,
totally understand. I mean, I'm like the same way.
"Lauri sounds more bimbo-ish! Maybe Lauri??"
Strangely the idea of sounding a bit ditzy appealed to
Laura...make that Lauri...it appealed to her a lot! "MMmmmmmmmyeah! I
like that. I wanna sound as ditzy as I can, 'cause thats what the boys
like!"
"And we want to be what boys like!" said CherylAnn.
That mental hurdle passed, Lauri collapsed gratefully into her
new role. "Mmmmmm, yeah, we'll be the biggest tittied best fucked
couple of bimbosluts, like, EVER, CherylAnn! We can have all yummy
cock and cum we can get..." Her eyes misted over a bit again as she
remembered. Her memmories of the past were blurry and fading, but her
important memmores...the plausurable sexual ones, were as clear as a
bell. "Don't you just like, totally love it when a boy shoots his cum
all over you or up inside you? I, like, totally love it. I love
walking along afterward feeling it oozing out of me. I wish I'd have
met you before , 'cause you coulda helped me with those two boys I met
last night..."
CherylAnn's face lit up as she looked around the room. She
could tell that the final piece of the conditioning had fallen into
place. Laura, now Lauri's mental patterns were now completely
rewritten to be a big-titted ditzy blonde bimboslut, and she was all
CherylAnn's!
"I have an idea, Lauri. Lets get dressed and go out! What are
you gonna wear?"
"Oh, let look at all the cool clothes that Dr. Remington
bought me." she gestured to the bags and boxes that littered the room.
She turned and looked critically at CherylAnn. "You should try on
something too. That dress is kinda, like, *boring*!"
"Sure!" CherylAnn agreed,enjoying watching her new toy in
actions. "Pick out outfits for both of us!"
"Mmmmmm, first me need some nice slutty underwear!" Lauri
said, digging through the clothing. She came up with matching
garterbelt and pantie sets for each of them. CherylAnn's was a neon
metallic orange, and Lauri found a neon metallic blue set for
herself. Two sets of fishnets quickly followed.
"We should dress like bimbo-twins! The Bimbo Twin Sisters!"
"OOoooooh, yeah! *giggle* I like, LOVE that idea! Let me see
what I can find. Mmmmmmmm, you like tight dresss, CherylAnn?" She
inquired. "Can I like jus' call you Cheryl? Its, like, lots easier
an' stuff..."
"Cool! What is sluttier? Cheryl or Cheri maybe?"{giggle
giggle}
"mmmmmmm, I like Cheri, it sounds *much* sluttier!" squealed
Lauri. "Then we can be Lauri and Cheri! The bimboslut twins! Oooooooo,
here we go!" Lauri pulled out two dresses, each the same color as the
underwear the girls were wearing.
"These look soooo, like, cool!" said CherylAnn, fastening the
garters onto her fishnets
"Here Cheri, let me help you on with your dress..its like,
*so* tight you'll need my help!"
"You just want to feel me up, Lauri!" Cheri laughingly
accused.
"Ooooo, but your titties are so nice and big, Cheri! How can I
help it!"*giggle* "But anyway, let get this slutty little dress on
you..."
"Okee..."
Lauri helped Cheri on with her dress, and was a bit surprised
at herself when she did cop a feel! Her hands lingered quite a while
on Cheri's mammoth boobs. After a few distracted minutes of mutual
caressing and some slow french kissing, the two girls finished getting
ready. When they were done the results were incredible.
The dresses that Lauri had picked were sleeveless and skin
tight, and they were both low cut in front and back. The girls' boobs
jutted out proudly from each of their chests. The dresses only *just*
covered the tops of the two girl's fishnets. Like her underwear,
Cheri's dress was a shimmery neon orange, while Lauri's was a neon
blue. Both girls pulled on matching boots with a 3 inch spike heel.
Lauri had also found matching jewelry in all the parcels in
her room. Three plastic hoops hung from each girls earlobe in colors
matching the dress and panties, and several matching plastic bangles
were around each wrist. The girls also applied nail polish of a
matching shade. The two girls talked and giggled in the bathroom while
they applied their make-up. Finally Cheri pulled her corkscrew-curled
hair back into a high ponytail secured by a neon orange scrunchie.
Lauri took the time to get her short hair nice and big on top. When
they were done, with the the eception of the color of their clothing
and the difference in hair, you would have thogh that they were in
fact twin sisters, albiet the hottest sluttiest largest breasted twins
you'd ever seen.