A thought occurred to her. Which was notable, given how rarely that situation occurred. "Hey Bibi?" Anna asked as she soared up into the sky, a trail of bimbos dragging behind her. "Like, who the heck are you?"
That voice inside her mind giggled. "Think of me as... a guide. You're gorgeous and powerful, but there isn't much going on in your head." Anna wasn't even insulted. That was just a true fact, it always had been and it always would be. "You're a sweetheart, but bimbos are so easy to corrupt and manipulate - so I'm here to do the thinking for you."
"So I don't have to waste brain space on boring nerd stuff?" The young heroine perked up. "That's like, ohmygosh, such a relief! I thought I was totally gonna have to learn to like, think and stuff!"
"Oh yes, we wouldn't want to to strain your few brain cells." She swore she could feel the voice nodding in agreement. "You are not the first bimbo to gain incredible power by a roll of the cosmic dice. Throughout eons, I have guided many a ditzified powerhouse into becoming a champion of justice and harmony. You, Anna, shall be the latest and greatest of my masterpieces - an exemplar of sexual gratification matched against discipline and the righteous conflict against all this world's neverending..."
The voice paused as it became clear that Anna had completely zoned out. Right. Had to keep things less grandiose, more down to earth. "You will be the sexiest and most heroic bimbo ever."
"You totally bet I will!" The blonde grinned as she descended back down to the street, carefully depositing the new load of bimbos down in front of the Mile High Club. This time, it was a cute, freckled redhead who came out to greet them, currently in her slutty form rather than an out and out bimbo - though the groping hands of the new arrivals seemed intent on fixing that.
Niamh furrowed her brow as she swatted some hands away from her considerable cleavage. "Ah, lass... who're all these lot, then?" She gestured to the gathered collection of new bimbos, all currently in various stages of getting back to exploring their own bodies or trying to get each other off. "Ye aren't just... changin' people willy-nilly, right?"
"Of course not! They're like, criminals, who were trying to rob a bank before I made their inner cuties come out!" She frowned slightly at the skimply-dressed Irish girl. "You know, you'd be even hotter if you just like, were a bimbo alllll the time...."
"That's... okay." She shrugged, unwilling to argue the point. And in any case, she was quickly distracted by both of the Terris wandering out. The fully bimbo'd Past Terri was all too eager to start leading her new sisters inside, helped along by a now sexily-dressed Ginger and Aubrey. Meanwhile, Future Terri, every bit as slutty-but-not-bimboy as Niamh, wandered up to Anna and the redhead, giving her girlfriend a brief kiss before putting an arm over her shoulder and looking up at Anna.
Instantly, there was a crack of lightning traveling up Anna's spine. "Oh. Oh oh. How perfect." The voice forced her to look at the asian girl. "This Oriental woman, she has-"
"Whoa whoa whoa!" Anna put her hands up as she talked back to the voice, bewildering her slutty friends as they snuck in some mutual gropes. "That is like, not an okay term at all, weird guardian angel lady! Not cool!"
Bibi was at a true loss for words. "I... apologzie?" It took another moment for her to regain her bearings. "Whatever her heritage, this girl is a perfect compliment to you. Bimbo champions always have a slut at their side to keep them steady on their course - she would be perfect. I would need only to suitably empower her, and she could be your steadfast ally."
"You mean like... a sidekick?" Her pink eyes started to shine. "Ohhhh! Terriiiiii! The really nice and smart voice in my head says you could totally be like, my slut sidekick! You could be... ohhhhh, you could be Superslut!"
"...come again?"
"I totally will in a second probably."
"Okay I just walked right into that one." Future Terri sighed. "Just... just back up for a second. You have... a voice in your head?"
"Yeah, Bibi! She's like, there to do my thinking and stuff!"
The name drop seemed to get Niamh's attention. "Ye... ye've become a vessel for Bibi?!" She looked up at Terri with wide eyes. "Bibi The Magnamonious - she's one of the greatest witches that ever lived! The bloody patron saint of bimbos!"
"The who of what?"
"Legend says that she'll descend from the Higher Planes when a great bimbo becomes known, to guide and protect them as they battle injustices across the lands!" She put a hand over her mouth in shock. "There's no greater honor a bimbo or slut could hope for than her blessing!"
"Yeah, what the nerd said!" Anna chimed in. "So you should like, totally become my sidekick!" Terri was once again finding herself with her head spinning a bit - she'd just settled into a new life here, for god's sake. Still... Superslut, San Diego's Scantily-Clad Protector, did have a nice ring to it. And who was she to turn down some apparent demigoddess offering her superpowers? It wasn't like the chance to be some kind of superhero just dropped into her lap every day. Well, it might at this rate... but that was by no means a sure thing.