The sessions continued without too many changes, aside from Kassidy now wearing much more normal clothes as opposed to her baggy, covered up outfits that she usually did.
For the next 3 days, Kassidy kept coming back to the rowhouse, getting her "treatment," and going shopping afterwords.
On friday, after her fifth session, something strange had happened. She noticed a woman shopping for extra large bras - it wasn't just any woman, though. The woman Kassidy was seeing could only be described as a bimbo - huge breasts, a thin waist, a fat ass and wide hips, too much makeup, and long, blonde hair. Her outfit was even worse - she was wearing a tight pink cocktail dress and 6 inch tall stiletto heels
Kassidy usually treated these women with disdain - but today was different. She found herself envious of how beautiful this... bimbo was.
Not only how beautiful but how confident... and how empty headed. "She looks so care-free. I wish I could be like that. Maybe not so slutty or dumb... but confident and laid back." Kassidy thought to herself.
She wrote down these feelings in her journal but didn't think anything of them.
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The following Tuesday, after 4 more sessions, Kassidy headed towards the clothing store again.
Unbeknownst to her, Dr. Elizabeth had discontinued two of her commands and made one stronger. Her list now looked this:
“I will not remember any of these commands unless Dr. Schneider wishes me to.” - 50%
“I will continue coming back to Dr. Schneider's office.” - 50%
"Bimbos are incredibly attractive to me. I wish to be a bimbo, mentally and physically." - 200%
“I find women to be attractive as well as men.” - 150%
So when Kassidy encountered the bimbo once more, she found herself staring at the girl's round, plump ass more than she normally would have. Of course, she saw nothing wrong with this. The envious feeling had returned, though, and much stronger this time.
"God, I wish I could just change places with her. She looks so happy and empty headed. I wish I had her sexy body, too, and the confidence to dress like that." Kassidy thought to herself, writing it down in her journal once she got home.