Melissa crawled onto her own bed, looking her bimbo slave in her blissful pink eyes, seeing the endless lust in Candy's eyes. She admired the way the former stripper looked in that perfect, pink playboy bunny outfit. Though, at the rate bimbofication was going, playBOY would die out as a term one day. Not that Melissa minded. All girls, all lesbian, all busty, blonde haired, pink wearing bimbos. Everywhere.
And like that, the queen was perfectly wet.
Candy crawled onto the bed, eyeballing her mistress, showing the dominant woman she was just as ready as her queen was. Candy kissed her mistress intensely, her puffy lips sucking delightfully on her queen's. Melissa kissed back, and rubbed her slaves boobs. "Your boobies are, like, sooo soft, Candy!" The kissing got intense, and Candy moaned in absolute delight.
"Like, only the bestest for my mistress!" *giggle*
Melissa enjoyed that. Music to her ears. A girl willingly admitting to her own sluttiness, and too dumb to care about anything but sex. Just the way the world should be...but was Melissa dumb? No. She still felt intelligent. She mostly refrained to use said intelligence unless it helped in her cause to create a bimbo world. She could calculate what points in the city to strike without drawing unwanted attention, what areas of the human body to show attention to for maximum pleasure. She COULD still manage to run her old job behind a desk at some silly computer, but it sounded too boring to her. She no longer wanted to do anything like that. Sure, there would still be bimbos who would have to, keep SOME semblance of stable civilization. But she still had to make sure all good bimbos could enjoy themselves, could fuck whenever they needed it. Bimbos needed sex.
Melissa needed a good fuck!
"Fuck me, Candy!" The queen of sluts shouted, not even caring if her neighbors heard her. "Fuck me like there's no tomorrow!!" She spread her legs apart, ready to receive from her horny bunny girl.
The ditzy slave happily complied, and shoved her pretty little face right in, tongue swirling around inside Melissa's folds. Both bimbos moaned in ecstasy, each of them having the time of their lives. Melissa having fun from being pleasured, and Candy from being an obedient slave girl. This is how Melissa wanted to live. In sexy, kinky luxury. The perfect life for a bimbo queen.
She reached down, rubbing her clit to increase the feeling, while pinching and rubbing her engorged nipple. From the feeling, she could almost swear her boobs felt bigger. Good. Bigger was better. Big is sexy. Bigger is sexier. She wanted to be the biggest, her size meant her status and power! She was QUEEN! "I'M THE QUEEN!" She moaned out, on the verge of orgasm! "LIKE, I'M THE QUEEEEEEN!"
Cum flowed out, all the same as before. And just like before, more flowed out each time. Candy joyfully opened her mouth in an attempt to guzzle down whatever amount of goop she could get. But she wouldn't be the only one. The window was open.
Gallons of the goop flowed out of the apartment, spraying out into the busy streets. People could get drenched. Melissa didn't notice, nor care. Let her slave be drenched first. Make her a turbo slut! Make her so that all her body needs is that delicious girl spunk. The flow slowed down, and ultimately stopped. They both laid on the bed, Candy's clothes soaking wet. "Hehehe...mistress made a meeeeess~" The ditzy slave said gleefully, finally having an excuse to get naked. She stripped, far too eager to show her body off for her mistress, who looked pleased with the display.
"Like...I guess I did." Queen Melissa scooped up some of her own spunk, and fed herself, hoping it was the source of her increased size. If it was, she needed more, to be as big as she can get. "But you still need to look kinky." Melissa said, conjuring up a pink cheerleader outfit, while creating a draining system to collect the excess cum like at the strip club.
Candy spun in absolute joy at her new outfit. It even came with pompoms to match! Ones she shook around as she adlibbed her own cheer. "Like, gimme a B! Gimme an I! Gimme an M! B! O! What's that spell?!" There was pause in her cheer for a moment, as Candy looked lost in thought for a moment, until she spoke up again in a ditzy haze again. "No, seriously. Like, I dunno what it spells..."
Melissa giggled at the comment. It may have been Candy being a truly ditzy air head, but it was still enough to bring a smile to the queen's face. "Silly girl. It spells 'bimbo'. You're cheering for bimbos."
"Like, that's right!" She replied cheerfully.
*BANG BANG BANG*
Both bimbos spun their heads around to the apartment's main door to the outside hallway. Someone was at the door. It didn't sound good. Could it be a neighbor with a noise complaint? The landlord? Or worse, some authority who caught on to her pretty pink trail, and came to stop her sexy ruse?! Like, oh no!