Melissa decided to leave and let the building orgasm spread upon a greater audience rather than just one woman. She kissed Candy on her plump, soft lips and said "I'll be back for you sweetie~"
Candy looked sad that she couldn't get another taste of this wonderful woman's tasty cum. She was thirsty, her transformation made her thirsty for more of the spunk. "But...but I, like, need it..." She said, her speech already changing to that of a bimbo as her boobs started to grow, straining her bikini top.
Melissa noticed her body changing, and also noticed her panties were soaking. She was horny. Based on how much of her panties were drenched in her pussy juice, she was horny like a slut should be. Melissa had an idea. "Tell you what. You want more cum, right?" Candy nodded frantically. "You can try tasting your OWN cum!"
"A-Are you sure? You don't think that's too-"
"Just try it, babe." Melissa cut her off, handing Candy the dildo from her apartment. "Fuck yourself until you've had your fill of cum~"
Candy was about to question it, but out of nowhere, she felt a need to obey. To listen. To just become submissive to this slut she only just met. She took the dildo and SHOVED it into her needy pussy, nearly cumming right then and there, screaming in ecstasy. "AAAAAAH FUCK YEEEES!"
Melissa giggled at the sight of progress. This girl was making an excellent stride towards bimbohood. "I'll leave you be, then, Candy~" She left the restroom so the bimbo-to-be could be left to her own devices.
Candy kept thrusting, pumping the long and hard phallic device into her needy vagina, horny beyond her wildest imagination. Never did she realize that she wanted sexy times so badly until she received it. She needed sex, she needed cum! She needed more orders from her bimbo queen! "QUEEN MELISSAAAA!" She screamed, begging for her slutty mistress. "I'M GONNA CUUUUUM!"
She orgasmed so hard, beyond anything any human could live through. She didn't produce nearly enough as Melissa could. She still managed to pump out gallons. Only about 5 gallons, which was still a lot compared to normal human standards. Candy scooped up as much as she could and poured it into her mouth, licking up the goop like it was the source of eternal life. She moaned in delight, laying in the puddle of her own jizz, each drop soaking into her now completely blonde hair. Candy couldn't be happier...but then she remembered the order. "Like...cum til I have my fill..." She giggled and moaned as she began masturbating again, not planning to stop anytime soon.
Meanwhile, the patrons of the strip club were waiting impatiently for the strippers to come back out. No one has been on stage for about 10 minutes, and haven't seen any naked chicks dancing in that time frame. What on Earth was wrong with the management in this place?
Suddenly, a new chick came up on stage, and took the audience by storm. She didn't even do anything on stage yet, and the entire joint was cheering her on. They were super into her appearance, her long blonde hair that ran down towards her feet, her triple K breasts bouncing free in the air, and her naked pussy just free for the world to look at. Something in Melissa's mind told her what she was doing was wrong. That she shouldn't show her body off like this to men like this. She wanted to drown that part of her mind out. She wanted to sway her naked body in front of everyone, to show these people what makes her feel so good. So that they can feel good when they turn.
She stepped behind the pole, and wrapped her tits around it, swaying them up and down, up and down. Titfucking the pole while looking some aroused customers dead in the eye. She could see the lust in their eyes, her bimbo form having some mystic influence on them. In her mind, she thought she was just so hot that every man would want her just from a look. When in actuality, she had some kind of power over people. She subconsciously had some influence that forced people to love her, to want to listen to her. To want to obey this slut like a bimbo queen.
Melissa licked the pole as she continued jacking it off like a dick, encouraging men to simulate the feeling by jerking off right then and there. None of the staff tried to stop them, if anything, they were just as into Melissa's performance. The bimbo fingered herself in delight as she kept building up the constant flood of orgasm to treat her audience with. Hotter. She had to make these poor boys into hot bimbos. Just like Candy. Just like her. She moaned in bliss, having the time of her life from the dancing and the masturbation. Faster, harder. Until...
"AAAAAHHH!" She came. Harder than in her apartment. Gallons and gallons pumped out onto the horny patrons, the staff. Some of it even got out the back door. The men, even a few of the other female dancers, were drenched in girl juice. As they realized what was happening, some of it got in their mouths, and were forced to swallow...and craved more of it.
Both the men and women ripped off their clothing, wanting to get comfortable for their transformation into slutty bimbos. Strippers hungrily scooped up more of their queen's cum, enjoying the taste, wanting more of it on a regular basis. The men, no longer men as their penis' shrunk and inverted into a soaking wet pussy, fingered themselves into a sexual heaven and massaged their growing breasts. There was one former man who crawled over onto one stripper and pinned her into the growing pool of cum, licking a healthy amount of spunk off the stripper. She giggled and scooped up more of the juice and fed it to the growing blonde to be, only intensifying their lust. They kissed and groped and fingered each other into love and bliss, only letting themselves get lost even further. To just let their minds wander into a world of huge tits, blonde hair, endless clothing to try on, and most importantly, sex and more sex and even more sex.
Just like a bimbo should feel.
Melissa, now that her orgasm was (unfortunately) over, witnessed her victims as they were all nearing the end of their bimbofication. They all looked happy, but they also looked like they were getting too carried away, even for bimbos. "H-Hey, maybe you girls should stop, y'know?" She spoke too softly though, no one could hear her. No one. If anything, they were getting into it even harder. Melissa was getting worried, and rose her voice. "LIKE, STOP!"
All of a sudden, all the blonde sluts just stopped. They halted their passionate, whorish sex and just sat calmly in the pool of cum. They looked like they were waiting for something. Melissa couldn't believe it. "Did they stop...'cause, like, I told them too?" She asked herself. She wanted to know for sure. She looked closely at the girls, all of them looking intently at the bimbo on stage. "All of you, like...say you are sluts."
"WE'RE, LIKE, SUPER BIG SLUTS!" Each and every one of these busty bitches spoke at the same time, all of them sounding way too enthusiastic about what they were saying...or rather, what they were doing it for. WHO they were doing it for.
"Like...they obey me?" Melissa sat down, leaning back against the stripper pole, letting herself get lost in thought and try and wrap her pretty little head around the situation. Not only could she pump out cum like a water hose, not only did said cum transform other people into bimbos, but now anyone who WAS a bimbo would obey her without question. What else could she do? What other abilities did she have that she was unaware of? How to find out...
She wanted to find out more...but she had to keep these girls in check as well. Had to make sure they couldn't bimbofy anyone they shouldn't. Assuming they could.