“Geez, the one job where I have to find a needle in a haystack,” Alex grumbled to himself as he wandered around the Bimbo Mall. Half of transformed women in here looked virtually identical, all wall-eyed and big lipped with artificial looking boobs. He was here looking for a fellow staffer who’d gotten himself bimbo-fied. Well, not just any staffer, but the assistant director Conrad Nordirin.
The circumstances of his transformation were fairly accidental, if a little bit contrived. Apparently, one of their clown-ified patients was leaving banana peels around for people to slip on. Conrad, who was flipping through documents on his way to a meeting at the time, wasn’t paying attention to where he was going and slipped on one of them. He slid down the hall into a bimbo-fication machine that was being serviced and came out the other end with no memory of who he was supposed to be. So until they could figure out how to reverse the effects, he was quarantined within the Mall for the time being.
Well they just now finally finished implementing a reset function into the machine, and they were ready to return Conrad to normal. That’s why Alex was sent into this Mall in the first place. He also decided to document some interesting observations he had about the Mall itself. For one, the bimbos appeared to have subdivided themselves into noticeable tribes, or clans. There were the Air Heads, your typical stereotypical dumb blondes. Next were the Brainy Babes, the apparently rather intelligent ones who at least could do simple math in their heads and had command sense. There’s also the Foul Mouths, the ones who swear like sailors and revel in being crass. Next was the Droolers, the ones who were pretty much just breathing sex dolls. There were a smattering of Goths, a few Preppy Girls, plenty of Cheerleaders, and one or two very polite male variants called Himbos.
Of course, not many of them knew where to find Conrad. Alex was about to give up his search and call it a night when he noticed one of the bimbos had a fairly conspicuous name tag that bore the assistant director’s name!