Lizzie loved her dumb, horny nurses - a lot. But she needed her own, permanent bimbo. Someone not only submissive and loyal, but loving and lust filled. She played with her pussy as she programmed her machine.
She decided to aim her machine at one specific person. Randomly, she chose a person from the city’s live camera feed (she’d been given access because of a prior experiment) and turned her mind control machine on max with only two commands.
“Women are meant to be with men. Men are meant to be women. Everyone is meant to be women.”
“I want to be a dumb, horny, slutty bimbo. I will go to the pink rowhouse near the stadium and make my dream come true.”
******
Kate was walking home when a... strange feeling hit her. She’d been bored for the past few years, now in her late 20s with a dead end career, no husband, and no fun.
This feeling, though... she found herself wanting to be a bimbo. A curvy, busty, brainless bimbo. Let someone else think for her! Sit there and look pretty! Obey what someone had to say... a beautiful woman, maybe...
Just as the feeling started, though, Kate quickly felt like she’d always relt this way. The thought felt normal. She wished that she knew how to be a bimbo when a location came into her head... a pink rowhouse near the stadium...