Candy seemed like she could make some strides as a bimbo. And she could prove useful in the future. Not to mention, she was fun to have around. Melissa wanted more of her. To keep Candy around. Make the stripper her personal bimbo slave. Melissa laid naked upon her bed in her plexiglass office, waiting eagerly for her fucktoy to arrive.
Candy walked in, surprised by how much her work place had changed. She loved it! So slutty, so kinky, so pink, perfect for a bimbo! The more she stayed in a place like this, the better she felt, the more blissful and ditzy she let herself become. She couldn't even begin to imagine what a good fuck would feel like then. But she was about to find out as she saw her sexy queen laying down in such a seductive pose. "Wow! You're, like, totally hawt like that, mistress!"
"Thank you, Candy." Melissa said, wanting to praise the stripper for still acknowledging where she stood. "But, like, I need your help, hun."
"My help?"
"I've gotten thirsty, hun." The bimbo queen spoke, eyeing Candy's needy, dripping wet pussy, still leaking a bit of cum from masturbating in the bathroom. "Care to, like, give me a drink?"
Candy's smile grew from ear to ear, jumping onto the bed to get closer to the highest power in the new world of bimbos. She laid down, legs spread out, and begged to have her vagina eaten out. "Like, I'm all yours, my queen!"
Perfect. She was still happy to be obedient. That would make the later steps even easier. Melissa moved over and shoved her face into Candy's pussy, her tongue sticking out and licking the inside of Candy's slit. The duo of sluts moaned in delight, Candy enjoying the feeling, and Melissa enjoying the taste. Candy groped her FF breasts, rubbing her hypersensitive nipples to enhance the feeling of pleasure, completely in love with the feeling of sex. After her bathroom experience, she couldn't get enough of it!
Melissa sped up her licking, and even started rubbing Candy's extra sensitive clitoris. As a bimbo, and with how much she was pleasuring herself already, this would be enough to drive Candy to an incredibly hard orgasm. But she never came. Pleasure kept building further and further, like water backed up behind a dam. The queen was using another newfound power, control over sexual tension. She could refrain a person from going through orgasm, or only increase the feeling of orgasm with just a thought. She was trying to hold Candy's back, while also helping her to build up a power orgasm like what Melissa could make.
Candy's eyes were starting to roll back, she couldn't take much more. "L-Like, I gotta cum, mistress!" She begged with her life. "Please, let me cuuuum!"
Melissa lifted her head from her servant's pussy, looking the poor girl straight in the eye. Now for the fun part. "Like, first you totally gotta promise me something."
"Anything!" She begged, frantically groping herself in hopes of forcing herself into orgasm.
"First, you are my personal slave." Melissa declared confidently. "You will be Candy, the proud bimbo slave of Queen Melissa, and you will LOVE obeying your sexy queen.~"
"Yeeeees!" Candy moaned from acknowledging her first order as a happy bimbo slave. "Like, I will totes do anything for, like, my sexy, sexy queeeeen!"
"Next, you will only wear slutty costumes. All of them will be pink." The queen continued, starting to have fun with this like it was some kinky game. "Skimpy cheerleader, sexy cat girl, slutty maid, etc. Got it?"
"Like, totallyyyy!~" Candy moaned, getting more and more into this mistress and servant thing. Of course she'd wear outfits like that. She loved slutty costumes, she loved the color pink, and she loved obeying her queen. At least, that's what her rearranged mind was telling her.
"And finally..." Partially back to business with this final order. "You will help me transform more places to be like this. Any place I say we go, you will help me make it perfect for bimbos like this club." She said, holding her hand out towards the outside of the glass office, gesturing to the pink décor, the erotic portraits, and even the extra stripper poles.
Candy nodded, looking happy to think about the world becoming a pink, sexy wonderland like this. "Yes, yes! Like, a bajillion times yes! I'll help you build a bimbo world! I'll be a costumed slut!" Candy leaned forward and gave her queen the most passionate, tongue filled kiss that the servant could muster. "Like, I'll totes be your bimbo slave!!" She screamed in ecstasy, sounding most happy about the last statement.
Perfect. She was ready. "Then in that case..." Melissa snapped her fingers, rewarding Candy with her desire to orgasm. 50 gallons sprayed out all across the room, onto the bed, all over the queen. Melissa scooped up as much as she could with both hands, and poured some of the goop in her own mouth with one hand, and fed Candy with the other. Candy swallowed happily, and looked at her queen with hopeful eyes. Melissa knew what this look meant, she was the one who planted this personality into her head after all. The queen placed one hand on Candy's shoulder, and spoke in a praising tone. "Like, you did well, Candy."
Candy was overjoyed. She did it! She pleased her queen, just like she always wanted. Always. Melissa didn't know it yet, but the effects of altering Candy's desires to make her a bimbo slave also altered her mind, even her memories to some extent. Not that she could tell, anyway.
Melissa had to make a new move soon, though. For now, she had to make a choice on what that move would be...