Lizzie pouted. It wasn't fair! Casey and Trixie were no doubt canoodling in their house at present, overjoyed that they had finally attained their destiny as bimbo partners. Kandi and Brandi similar, and Lizzie just wasn't up to the intellectual effort of trying to find their house. And she was all alone, even though she had invented the "bimbo machines" in the first place (Lizzie had completely forgotten that the machines had originally been able to do all kinds of mental and physical transformations, and now thought of them solely as a way of fixing "broken people"--men and women--by making them into the bimbos they were truly meant to be.) Masturbation was fun, but she needed the massive tits and ass and juicy vagina of a bimbo partner.
Accessing the genius portion of her brain, Lizzie wondered if there was a way of projecting the mind control rays outward, to wake the "inner bimbo" in whole neighborhoods. While working on the machine, she discovered that it had already been leaking, infecting persons with her mind control program. Why, she thought, it might even had made her a bimbo! She laughed. Good thing becoming a bimbo had always been her life's ambition! No way the leaky chamber caused that!
But the leakage could be focused into a tight ray that could hit specific targets and mentally bring out their true bimbo selves. After a few hours work, Lizzie was in possession of a "bimbo ray" programmed with the characteristics she had already programmed into Kandi and Brandi (except for the names) and a strengthened command to seek out Dr. Lizzie to get a bimbo body.