You run past Djamila, who shouts at you.
“Hey, you said... you’d fuck... ungh! All my holes! You didn’t fuck my mouth!” She said, her asshole and pussy being filled by the two bimbo’s cocks.
“I’ll come back, don’t worry!” You said, your cock hardening again. You nearly sprinted to the director’s office, getting more aroused by the second.
Finally, you get there. Sitting where the director should be was the blonde girl!
“I thought you’d come here sooner or later.” She said.
“You... you did?” You said back, your cock rock hard.
“Yes. You’ve been the only... difficult one.” She said, before opening her hand up and blowing pink dust in your face.
You cough, trying not to inhale the dust.
“W-what was that?” You say, your cock now fully erect. You can feel your brain getting numb, your worries disappearing...
“That? Oh, that’s just some bimbo dust. You see, I’m a magician. I was able to finally fix the school. You know, turn it into a beautiful orgy fest with no men, just pretty, girly shemales and slutty girls. Most people lose their minds to the pleasure right away. You, on the other hand, were able to resist it. That’s all gonna end, soon, though, isn’t it? I bet you can feel your mind melting... Candy?” She said.
“N-n-no! My name’s not Candy, it’s Candy! No! It’s Candy! NO! Why can’t I remember my name!? *Giggle*” you shouted out, though your anger disappeared in the end, your shout turning into a girly giggle as your voice became even higher than it had been.
“You are remembering your name, my sweet little bimbo slave. You’re going to help me take over the world. Look at how sexy you’re getting!” She said, pointing at the mirror in the corner of the director’s office.
You walked over, your hips swaying more then before. Your whole body felt wrong...when you finally got there, you figured out why.
Your e cup breasts had grown to J cups and filled with milk. Your ass and hips had grown. Your hair had turned a platinum blonde and your face was covered in slutty makeup. You were a bimbo!
But it hadn’t stopped there. Your cock had grown to 16 inches, your balls the size of tennis balls.
Instead of being angry, through, happiness filled you!
“Like, I look soooo good! Thanks mistress! Candy can’t wait to, like, serve you and stuff!” You said, the bimbo dust finally finishing its job.
“Good, Candy. You’re going to help out a lot.” She said with a smile.
You smiled back. It felt so good when mistress praised you!