Shortly after the outbreak, about sixteen months in, the nanomachine-augmented viral outbreak known as the Bimbo Virus by the public had mutated. Apparently it had determined the best methodology for maximum infectivity and decided to modify itself and bimbokind to become futanari, becoming just as alluring and feminine as before, just the only difference now was, regardless what the individual's original sex was, they became almost entirely female with seemingly impossible measurements; breasts no smaller than F or G cups and typically averaging in the K to O range, waists size zero or smaller, obscenely wide hips, almost tree trunk like thighs, and so on, the noticable physical change was they now had rather impressive dicks just above their clitorises, while they now had eight internal male gonads attached in pairs or two to four ovaries.
Their bodies became able to recycle eggs and also do so in a manner that did not involve shedding the lining the uteral wall, thus bimbos ceased to menstrate, nor did they seem to experience menopause from what scientists could tell.
They became able to derive 100% of all potential energy from any biomass they ingested in their stomach in a process that fascinated quantum physicists. As a result, all the infected no longer had any need for an intestinal tract and the virus removed nearly all of it (which was what partly allowed for their waists to get so narrow), altering a small portion of it, along with the anus, to connect with the womb to make the former intestine and opening into a new second vagina, complete with its own labia, vulva and clitoris.
The virus also modified the infected's muscles, greatly enhancing their strength, stamina, and sensitivity without requiring an increase in muscle mass, so as a result the new improved futa bimbos with their light, lithe, toned frames could tear armor off a tank and yeet a small sedan with ease, not to mention they experienced absolutely no back pain ever from their massive breasts. It also gave them a near-instant refractory period, meaning some bimbos could be ready to have sex again while they still orgasming from their previous session.
The mutation altered the virus in a manner such that any contact with the sexual fluids or saliva of anyone infected can pass on the virus, but oddly enough though momentary exposure and even small transfusions of bimbo blood to uninfected individuals was somehow perfectly safe, the virus seeming to prefer to operate differently in blood, more like enhanced white blood cells, rendering the infected immune to known diseases and anyone who became infected that was sick, even with things known to incurable or terminal, were cured of the ailments. They even seemed to acquire a moderate regenerative factor, able to regrow lost limbs and any lost hair shorter than what had once they transformed (typically the hair of the infected will always grow out to at least a minimum of hip length regardless of previous length, though in about 0.125% of infections the hair of an infection will actually shorten into a pixie bob, but 100% of the time, the color of the hair will always become a naturally bright golden or platinum blonde with hot pink tips and/or highlights regardless of race or ethnicity, and for some reason, hair dye or anything else that might color their hair artificially will not adhere to the perpetually silky follicles, preventing coloring the hair) in about seven days time. Because of this new property of the virus, some of the more enterprising bimbos, and later on small terrorist organizations, would subvertly spike a community's water supply with bimbo cum without them knowing it, causing the entire populace in the area to unknowingly infect themselves without even knowing it.
One side effect military leaders saw as a positive, but the public at large was frightened of, was when the virus mutated to enhance all these reprodudive traits and physical capabilities, it altered their minds as well. In the previous iteration of the Bimbo Virus, while the compulsion to spread the virus was powerful, some infected were able to draw upon vast willpower at times to refuse to infect others, especially when it came to members of their families. A well known story from two months after the outbreak was about how a half a dozen people, all once scientists, were even able to suppress their drive to infect hard enough to help the cause that the US government were working on a cure with them from within a special quarantine lab, and they were close to actually curing it when the virus decided to enact its massive globally orchestrated mutation. The virus, when it mutated, apparently decided enhancing the intellect of the infected or even allowing them to retain their intellect was a liability, that seduction and subturfuge were simply ineffecient compared to just using high-powered pheromones, superior physiology, a more potent infection vector, and a modification on it's seduction protocols by focusing on traits on what a "bimbo" is, namely focusing on the cute, adorable, and sexy aspects, so it decided to pull a hard 180 and lean hard into it's namesake, making the infected now more like actual stereotypical bimbos; ditzy, dumb, bubbly, sweet, and dumb. Did we mention dumb? The virus, being partly nanomachine in nature, rewrote the coding of the virus in such a manner that it raised libido by lowering intellect, and generated an algorith based on the average intellect of humanity it used where the smarter the individual they infect, the dumber and hornier a bimbo they the virus would end up producing. It also rewrote the infected's value system of intellect, meaning an infected individual now idolizes low intelligence & stupidity, and take being told they're smart almost like a racial epithat. This is true even in some of those who seem to be smart enough to know better, seemingly envying their dumber "sisters." A couple of "up-sides" to all of this was that males infected no longer had their memories overwritten to think they were always female, the "Pink Amnesia" some had called it - the virus seemingly no longer caring about this feature, and that the elderly that had dementia or Alzheimer's Syndrome that were infected had their memories restored, even if they were now dumber than a sack of potatoes, said "like," "totes," "totally," and other bimbo vernacular every other second, and now obsessed over sexy clothes, sparkly/pink things, and cute things the few moments they weren't obsessed with sex/spreading the virus or saying dumb ideas.
With this new version, survivors found if they avoided capture, and could steer their focus away somehow from sex, the bubbly natures of the infected tended to take over, and they seemed to become avid conversationalists, willing to talk your ear off. Most of it was inane dumb bimbo prattle, but some information in the early days was gleaned this way from the infected, namely that it is next to impossible to provoke or anger an infected, their ditzy and bubbly personalities somewhat overwhelming. About the only ways to actually see the ire of a bimbo is to either compliment her intellect (as said before, this is tantamount to a racial slur to them), call them a slut or whore, to which they will ALL give you this surprisingly cogent retort on the differences between bimbos, sluts, and whores (explaining, in paraphrased terms, that whores fuck for money, possessions,and sometimes even survival, sluts are sexy people but also mean people who fuck some but not others and sometimes like to do so for status, while bimbos freely love, fuck, and suck any and everyone regardless of who they are without compensation or desire for status or things, just doing it for the love of fucking), or be a misogynist and/or racist, and don't try to hide it either. The infected somehow can "sense" misogyny and bigotry in a person somehow. It's one of the only times people have ever witnessed the infected ever being "cruel, vindictive, and/or sadistic" to someone, sometimes preferring to kill them over infecting them, and even if they do decide to infect them, it isn't by direct sexual contact {they tend to be too mad at the individual at the time to think of having sex with them), although once converted, it seems all is forgiven.
The mutation retained the trait that everyone that it infected was modified to have a body that was physically the eviqualent of someone around the ages of 16 to 26 regardless of their original age. For all the intellect they lose they seem to be imparted with all kinds of knowledge on sex and fashion, regardless of any prior experience on the matters, this leading to many past accounts recalling conservative couples dismayed watching a spouse's sexual "liberation" after being caught, or the horror of a parent watching their daughter grow into a young adult with giant breasts and ask them in a valley girl accent if they could, "...like, fill mommy with my yummy cummy!!"
Furthermore, once transformed, it seemed physical aging slowed to a infintesimal crawl, extending the lifespan of the infected theoretically by millenia. Because of this, after 5 years of the pandemic, there was fears even if their encroachment was
stopped, because they would be practically "21 forever" and able to a live off eating only a tiny fraction of what uninfected humans ate without any concerns of disease, they could just wait out humanity.
One final note of typical infections of the mutated strain that became the dominant version of the Bimbo Virus was that since nanomachine technology helped played a role in it's development, augmentation, and current evolution, it developed another, rather bizarre effect, in that through the sweat of the infected, especially during their initial transformation, the outfits of the infected changed as well now, observers eventually noting over the decades the wardrobe that all the infected seem to wear and transform into wearing always was something rather lascivious, always something with a miniskirt or microskirt, always something with a heel, and never with underwear or a bra. If the infected was forced into "normal clothes," they would become quite agitated, like they highly uncomfortable and possibly even allergic, before their sweat would once again transform the outfit back into something they found suitable. In the rare chances when we could catch a live subject or detain one in such a manner we could converse with them without fear of infection and asked there issue was with pants and shorts, they told us not only were they "itchy," but they prevented "easy access," and that skirts were the "totes sexiest." Also, despite what many think, the infected, while they have absolutely no issue with not only being nude in public, but having sex in public, they actually prefer to stay dressed, even during sex, analysts believe they seem to find the innuendo and style their wardrobe adds makes everything sexier and more fun. Finally on the manner of clothing, the virus altered the physiology of the infected to make it capable for them to always dress to provocatively almost entirely regardless of the environment. They can traipse around in a tube top, miniskirt, and 6" heels in Antarctica, the Sahara, the middle of a burning building, in a thick forest, in a swamp, just about anywhere at any tempurature with no reprucussions or detriment.
All the infected of the new iteration of the Bimbo Virus became what some termed "omnisexual," or to put it bluntly, if it wasn't dead, they'd fuck it, and to everyone's shock and horror, the virus was able to jump species to other mammals, birds, some fish, and a handful of amphibians (the latter two types much more typically through exposure from infected bodily fluids polluting their waters). Animals infected in such a manner mysteriously became almost entirely humanoid outside of retaining some particular secondary and tertiary animal traits, which always seems to include the tail of their original species, but many times can include the ears as well (some species simply end up having long pointed ears that look like elf ears instead), but if included, wings, udders, and certain species who are infected might have an extra row of breasts, a holdover of their original species trait of having several rows of teats, or possibly retain their original genitals or a hybridized version of them. In most cases though, infected animals, outside of their tails and most often ears, look no different than other infected, their shed fur/feathers/scales being used to manufacture a wardrobe for them. Of particular note though is that horses, gazelles, giraffe, zebras, and reindeer infected by the new version of the virus didn't follow these rules, the following becoming real-life centaurs because of the virus, while fish, dolphins, and whales infected by the virus became actual mermaids (those who used to be fish possessing lungs and gills, while former dolphins & whales continuing to be marine mammals, simply possessing enlarged enhanced lungs only).
As human bimbos began to infect animals and create humanoid "kemonomimi" bimbos when they couldn't find other uninfected humans to have sex with and infect, observers began to notice a glaring loophole in the virus' new mental algorithm. Because it had designed itself based on AVERAGE HUMAN intellect, its formula encountered an underflow glitch when it came to most animals, the mentally disabled, and those with severe brain damage, in medically-induced comas, or brain dead at the moment of infection. Because animal intellect is low enough to trigger this underflow threshold, the algorithm actually caused to virus to operate in reverse on the brain, reducing libido to amplify intellect. Nearly all animal-bimbos were actually about average to slightly above average intellect, but lacked the sexual drive to infect.
Thanks to a now famous genius 10-year old noticing this cause and effect first shortly before her mother became a bimbo roughly 7 years after the pandemic started, the bimbocalpyse hit a turning point.
Year 0 of the New Calendar: Young Rita Levitz was out in the forest near the bunker her and her mother Laura were staying in located in rural eastern Colorado gathering herbs when she ran into a wolgirl-type bimbo, ear blond eears and tail the only evidence she ever once a wolf before being infected, dressed up like a gyaru schoolgirl, who had powder blue highlights in her hair where most bimbos had hot pink, that called herself Candi. At first Rita was nervous, but when she found that not only wasn't Candi trying to infect her but she could have a cogent discussion with her she began to learn bimbos, while they had mated with animals in years past, were now turning to animals in droves because it was at this point proving too hard to get ahold of uninfected humans easily anymore, those that were left staying hidden in bunkers or in well defended camps & bases, and the virus' drive to infect was compelling to go after the easier transmission vector. However, this won't last much longer because the bimbos generated from transforming the animals simply didn't have the libido to do like the human types. Because of this, with her mother unaware, Rita befriended Candi.
One day while visiting Candi, Rita fell in a river and Candi dove in and pulled her out, only to find she wasn't breathing. Candi performed CPR on Rita in the spur of the moment, ressucitating her, but Rita, knowing the saliva of bimbos can infect others, was afraid she could be infected, only to discover nothing ultimately happened. Both of them were amazed at their discovery, until they heard gunfire coming from the direction of Rita's bunker. They both raced there to find a dead human bimbo and Laura standing there, sweating, spaced out, pistol at her feet, cum on her face, the first signs of her hair lightening. She tried to warn her daughter to run, before wandering who Candi was. Rita is flustered for just a second, before looking at Candi and coming up with an idea, an idea that would (mostly) save the world.
"Clean off her face, then help me get her into the bunker, and restrain her in the meat locker with chains we keep in there. Make sure she can't move an inch even after she fully changes."
Rita decided to carry out an experiment on her own mother, seeing what happens if you deprive a bimbo the ability to act on their libido long enough, would it affect their intellect? Would it make them like Candi?
Carefully, through the thin window in the door to meat locker, both Rita and Candi observed Laura first transform over the first hour, then every hour to make sure she stayed in her restraints, ensuring she couldn't escape or masturbate. Needless to say, she wasn't enjoying it... until about four days after her infection, when she seemed to calm down, and Rita witnessed her pink tips in her mother's hair shift to the same powder blue in Candi's hair.
Carrying a stick and walking behind Candi, Rita went into the meat locker to confront her mother.
"You wanna like, fucky?!"
Rita and Candi were at first diasappointed, Rita blurting an emphatic, "No, mom!! Gross!!" Then came the first moment that changed history for the better:
"Um, like, sorry honey. It's just, you know I'm like, all totes horny and junk. It's alright though. I'm totes not gonna fuck my girl if she doesn't want it!! I mean, no totally means no!! Besides, there's like no more miss sexy voice yelling at me anymore to it anyhows!!"
Rita was somewhat relieved. Her mom was still dumber than rocks and every time she turned around she was stroking the new footlong dick poking out from the front of her pink PVC miniskirt, but Laura appeared to genuinely accept her daughter's refusal, nor was she trying to force herself on her. She explained, as best she could, that until that moment her hair shifted she could hear something that sounded like a sexy lady trying to convince her escape, to masturbate, and, to force herself on others, starting with Rita, since she was the closest, and "spread the infection," but now the voice was gone. Rita determined then if you can deprive an infected of sexual stimulation for long enough, the virus malfunctions and the bimbo loses the desire to infect.
After this event, Candi decided to move in with them in order to help Rita take care of her now moronic mother, and the three of them found a semblance of life, and Rita even made a new discovery, that in addition to her mother's libido being slightly lower overall from her original state, allowing her to focus more on other activities outside of sex for longer, she seemed to still retain an interest and a smattering of knowledge in one or two thing that interested her prior to her infection, namely baseball. Even as a bimbo, she could still rattle off some baseball factoids and occasionally enjoyed playing catch with Rita. Unfortunately, as time passed, Rita began to realize, while her mom still was, well... her mom on the inside, it seemed, not sure because it was because the virus rewired her brain or somehow she secretly desired it, but her mom WANTED to be a bimbo now, and if she could magically cure her now, she might be mad at her for doing it. Things continued like this for months, the only oddity was that while the moon was full for those two days and nights the blue in Candi & Laura's hair would turn silver before reverting to silver, then one day two more bimbos found them, one dressed like sexy camp counselor and the other like a slutty nurse and showing the slightest signs of a baby bump, and this cemented Rita's hypothesis when Laura defended Rita from getting infected, blocking a two bimbo bukkake attempt with her body.
"No way!! Like, I might totes love being a dumb bimbo, but if my girl doesn't want to be a totally sexy bimbo it's HER choice!!"
She then knocked the two of them out with a severe backhand before wiping the cum off her midriff wiith her hand and licking it up. Rita decided to repeat the experiment she did on her mom to see if she could get the same results on someone who has been infected for awhile. After 26 days one bimbo went "blue," while the second turned after 44 days. Candi deduced that more than likely the more sexual stimulation they have prior to their "detox" the longer it takes to render the virus inert, with four days being the minimum.
The two new bunker mates, Becky and Fifi, as Rita found out, were from a Kansas farm town that got overrun late at night by bimbos two months ago. 40-year old mother Fiona was trying to flee with her 43-year old husband Paul, 17-year old son Michael, her 7-year old daughter Rebecca. Michael was swarmed halway to their truck, and they were forced to leave when they swarmed him. Fiona crashed the truck near the edge of town. Paul, being a mechanic, knew how to hot wire cars and went to try and do so to a nearby abandoned car. Meanwhile, while waiting on Paul, Rebecca had to go pee, so Fiona decided to take her out to a bush real quick. However, as she stepped out and walked in the grass, Rebecca, who had fled their house in her pajamas barefoot, unknowingly stepped in some bimbo spooge left laying around recently, and in the dark, began transforming unnoticed by her mother, who was holding her hand and had her back to her as to not watch her daughter go. When she didn't hear any urination and also realized Rebecca's hand felt odd, Fiona turned around to find Rebecca already physically the same age as a college co-ed but nowhere near as smart & horny as hell, ready to spread the infection, looking like a sexy camp couselor, her 14" cock standing erect out from under her hot pink miniskirt, which she promptly forced her mother to swallow, facefucking her on the spot, cumming in her mouth before spinning her around, her mom still only partly transformed, lifted up the hem of her newly formed pleated skirt and began pounding her ass. Paul came back just in time to see the bimbo that was his daughter in the process of finishing the infection of his wife, her mother. With all her willpower, Fiona told her husband, "Like, run baby!!" And so he drove off. Rita & Candi were quite impressed how well Becky & Fifi remembered their pre-bimbo lives. It turned out Becky pre-bimbofication had a love of the outdoors, and Fifi actually was a doctor before her infection, and even though she had forgotten all the complex medical terms, still had a basic grasp of medicine, confirming another theory Rita had, which was many times the sexy outfits bimbos manifested in their transformations tended to be biased towards their pre-infection talents and expertise, meaning cops would most likely become sexy cops, soldiers would have a higher chance of ending up being dressed up as a sexy soldier outfit, secretaries and office workers could be wearing sexy secretary clothes, people who worked on farms have a good chance ending up dressed as sexy farm girls, etc. Occasionally there would be exceptions, and based on what Becky & Fifi told her on the matter, a lot of people they converted or saw converted, if they didn't end up in a fetishized version of uniform or workwear, usually tended to end up dressed like slutty schoolgirls, much like Candi.
Using this knowledge, Rita got Candi to go out and snag some abandoned lab equipment so she could test more things, mainly Rita's most risky idea yet. She had Becky go collect a "sample" from a free-roaming bimbo, then contribute her own for some microscope slides. Needless to say, Becky REALLY enjoyed this task. Meanwhile Candi helped Rita set up a remote rig to ensure absolutely no risk of her coming in contact with the samples. By sheer dumb luck, as Becky was returning from her trip, someone had wandered into the bunker area and encountered Rita & Candi first - Becky's father Paul. Once they convinced him the bimbos there weren't going to rape and infect him, and that both his wife & daughter were here and wanted to see him, he was willing to stay. He was disturbed by Becky & Fifi's new family dynamic, one minute acting somewhat like a normal mother & daughter, the next 69'ing. He was also flabbergasted when he not only learned his wife was pregnant but who the father was.
"Like, isn't it awesome?! I totes knocked up mommy!! I'm gonna be like, a daddy, daddy!!"
Paul was upset at the news, but Rita managed to convince him to part with a sample of his own stating she had a theory that could lead to a potential cure.
Rita, Candi, and even Fifi looked at the samples. Several times they had to keep Fifi from trying to lick up the samples, however her medical knowledge, what remained of it, actually proved useful in pointing the second major turning point in the bimbocalpyse: compared to Paul's sample and the wild bimbo's sample, Fifi's cum had absolutely no traces of living viral DNA - her bodily fluids were wholly inert. Rita didn't want to celebrate just yet, and retested again with a new sample from Fifi gathered during the full moon, and they found the fluids virulent again, but according to all the bimbos, they felt no compulsion to infect nor force themselves on Rita or Paul, respecting their desire to stay human.
With this, Rita announced she was ready to go to someone who could help, in part because the bunker's generator was starting to fail. Using the radio in the bunker, they found out there was a makeshift army base, Camp Chad, recently set up several miles away.
Upon arriving, it took a miracle to keep the soldiers from shooting first and asking questions never when they saw a man and a girl with four bimbos. Troops forcibly detained Laura, Becky, Fifi, and Candi while Rita and Paul tried to explain what they were doing and what Rita discovered, made all the harder by the fact no one wanted to believe a 10-year old that had been living in a bunker in the boonies for the last few years had more headway into researching bimbos and the virus than (what was left of) the top scientists commissioned by the governments around the world.
Rita shows her notes and records, showing how to render the virus inert, the change in nature in bimbos afterwards, and how, outside of the full moon period, such bimbos can no longer even infect others. Rita was scoffed at, when she made a bet - apply a sample of some of the cum from one of the bimbos directly onto her skin. If nothing happens, she's right, they must let them go, they give them a place to live, and resources to further their research. If she's wrong and starts transforming, just shoot her. After a while trying to get them to accept the idea of willingly putting a dollop of bimbo cum on an adolescent, they got a sample from Laura and used a popsicle stick to smear a little on the back of her hand. After eight hours and nothing happening, the powers that be were shocked, and acquiesced to her demands.
1 PB (Post-Bimbocalpyse): Scientists were fascinated by the chance to see the birth of Cristal, the first safely publicly witnessed birth of a child by a bimbo mother. The birth was bit peculiar in that Becky rode her mother's cock through the labor, managing to push the baby out as Fifi came into Becky. The baby itself looked to be a wholly normal uninfected girl, although tests showed she carried inert virus DNA that appeared to in part resemble antibodies. Samples were gathered and testing began with haste.
About a month later, news came out that the roles were now reversed; during Cristal's birth, Fifi had managed to impregnate Becky. Furthermore, with more successful "deactivations" done on the base of a group of bimbos captured from the ruins of Denver, administration decided to lift the ban that prohibited any non-bimbo on the base from "fraternizing" with the deactivated bimbos, with the restriction it's hands-off during the full moon. There was much rejoicing.
2 PB: Two years after Rita met Candi and Rita's mom was turned into a bimbo came with more new news. First was the first ever opportunity to study a situation involving a bimbo impregnating a female officer on the base, as normally before the discovery of viral deactivation such interaction would have simply bimbofied the mother.
The second was there was finally an accident and a soldier slept a bimbo during the full moon phase, bimbofying him, but instead of it happening fast, it took several days, and he never had pink in his hair, seemingly skipping straight to the docile deactivated variant with blue highlights in her hair. It was further confirmed when her semen and saliva samples showed the virus was already inert in her. Even more astounding was unlike the other "deactivated" types, she didn't experience the "Silver Curse," as it came to be called, remaining blue and inert even during the full moon phase. Given she was a low-level grunt that worked in the motorpool, the infection didn't really impair her ability to continue serving in the military (well, she did occasionally have issues getting under vehicles because of her massive breasts), but tighter scrutiny was put on bimbo/non-bimbo relations for a few weeks.
The third was that the growing population of deactivated bimbos of Camp Chad were proving oddly useful as fire/rescue personnel, as they could run into burning structures in just a bikini top and microskirt and not be burned, only needing oxygen and some tools to go in and save people; as search-and-rescue units, their ability to detect others by the smell of their groins rivaling a bloodhound; and they proved most of all to be one of the best anti-bimbo countermeasures the base has ever had, the women using their enhanced strength to restrain their wild counterparts and sometimes even "fucking them into submission." As such the military drafts the first ever "Counter-Bimbo Force," made up of a senior officer, ten uninfected soldiers, and twenty trained deactivated bimbos.
Finally, Becky, had her child, another normal girl, which she named Kitty.
6 PB: The Counter-Bimbo Force managed to retake Denver and rebuilding is underway. News that a major city that wasn't New York, Vancouver, Los Angeles, San Fransisco, Lisbon, Oslo, or located in Japan, Papua New Guinea, New Zealand, or Iceland (the only four countries in the world that managed to stay bimbo free so far) being reclaimed was huge news. With over 2.5 billion people and large swaths of animal population now bimbos, this was the motivation people needed.
7-8 PB: In setting up the defenses of New Denver, officials from Camp Chad brought in a now 17-year old Rita, who brought her mom with her. They were trying to screen new immigrants for the virus, as recently it had mutated slightly again, creating strains with slowed transformations as well as delayed transformations, seemingly as a way to find a new way to infiltrate human settlements again. Experts were arguing about to best thwart potential bimbo threats, from forcing everyone to take written tests, which was shot down for being too time-consuming and costly, and also punitive to people who are just naturally idiots, to refusuing entry to blonde women, to which Rita pointed out that while all bimbos are blonde, not all blondes are bimbos, and the same addage went for big breasts. Finally, the solution, and the third great event that allowed for the recovery of humanity came from Laura, a bimbo of all people:
"Um, like, if you want to keep bad bimbos out, why don't you just like, ban skirts?"
The experts were embarrassed at the simplicity of the answer to how to secure checkpoints and prevent practically 99% of all potential bimbo infections in any community. Just outlaw skirts for the uninfected. Seeing as bimbos because of the virus can ONLY wear skirts, skirts act as a bottylicious red flag that says, "Like, I'm totes here to make you all hawt and stuff!!" By the month's end, a global ban on skirts was enacted, the garments only allowed to be marketed in highly regulated stores for bimbos only, since it's all they can wear on their lower body. Finally an exception was made 20 years later for uninfected people, it being for filming period films under close supervision. Also during this time Candi married a teacher named Evan Martinez and became pregnant, having a daughter that also had her wolf ears and tail, but had her father's black hair.
11-14 PB: Rita began to observe Fifi and Becky's daughters closely, especially when the normally brunette 10-year old Cristal started showing minutes streaks of blonde in her hair. Over several months this trend in shifting hair color continued as Rita and her teachers noticed her grades slipping. Furthermore her height began to shoot up over the months. From what Rita and the Camp Chad physicians could tell, it was like Cristal was racing past puberty. Rita's hypothesis was cemented when Cristal first told her during one exam that wearing pants was beginning to become uncomfortable and she wanted to show more skin, the rapid development of her breasts, the blue streaks now blending into her now mostly platinum hair, and beginning to pepper "likes" and totallys" into her vernacular - Cristal was going through a slow burn bimbofication into a Type 3B. Her sister Kitty meanwhile seemed to be developing normally, not experiencing any signs of transformation.
The final nails in the proverbial coffin was when Fifi caught Cristal in her room having sex with a guy. Fifi was so proud of her girl. As it turned out, sex only served to speed up the last parts of her transformation, getting faster and faster the more times she orgasmed, until she was physically a full fledged Type 3B futa bimbo that looked like she was about 20. Becky and Fifi celebrated this turn of events by having an all-night threesome with their newly minted bimbo daughter.
The hypothesis, further back up by DNA mapping, showed that offspring of bimbos carry a "bimbo gene," that children of two bimbos have a 50% chance of becoming a bimbo upon reaching puberty, and children with one bimbo parent have a 25% chance to become a bimbo during their teen years. Cristal's gene activated, while Kitty's did not. This gene also, regardless of activation, also appeared to give those that have it immunity to infection from the Bimbo Virus from other sources.
16 PB: The technique for deactivating bimbos has now become known worldwide, and as the result, more and more infected are rendered harmless. Official classifications of bimbos were established by Rita Levitz.
Type 1's were the typical infectious version with pink highlights.
Type 2A's were the kemonomimi bimbos, who, thanks to their lower libidos seemed to naturally deactivate on their own, but once a year for about 36 hours their highlights turn jade and they seem to behave no differently than sex-crazed versions of the beasts they originally were, becoming infectious during this annual "heat."
Type 2B's are a recent discovery, the result of a 2A infecting a human during one of their heats. The result is the human acquires the same animal parts of the bimbo that infected them, but experiences the normal lowered intellect of typical human bimbos. The tradeoff is they don't experience a heat.
Type 3A's were human bimbos with powder blue highlights, the basic "deactivated" bimbos. They are mostly harmless to the uninfected, except during the two day period surrounding the full moon, when their powder blue highlights turn silver. In an effect studies now suspect is the result of responding to the tidal pull of the moon in that phase, the virus' infectiousness temporarily returns, although the infected bimbos in this state don't possess any desire to infect like their Type 1 counterparts.
Type 3B bimbos are those infected by a 3A during the full moon. The only known differences seem to be that their physical traits - strength, stamina, speed, vision, etc., are 50% stronger still than other bimbos, and that they aren't affected by the moon, having no period at all when they are infectious. They can be told apart because their highlights are a pure blue.
Type 4's are a very rare type, possessing black highlights in their hair, that only seem to occur when someone extremely intelligent is infected. These bimbos still wear sexy clothes, makeup, and jewelry, but look like 'roided-out amazons and don't appear to have any capacity for higher thought or language, behaving like perpetually horny wild beasts, becoming known for sometimes accidentally killing people with how forceful they have sex and how thick their penises are. The bimbos they produce are the typical fare just like what other Type 1 bimbo could make with exposure from their virus. Of note though is, while this version of bimbo is the pinnacle of dumb, even OTHER BIMBOS know this is too far and dangerous, and in most cases either try to they tend to either avoid Type 4's or keep them distracted exiled from society at large in small communities they seemed to have made themselves. Type 4's are also the only type that deactivation has proven not to work on, their minds too far gone.
While it was still a sad thing to discover your spouse or a loved one a dumb bimbo, deactivation meant they could at least stay a part of peoples' lives, and slowly, the stigma over allowing the the Type 2's and 3's into regular society began to lift, especially after news came out that a grueling 27 month deactivation actually finally took root on a bimbo acquired who was believed to be one of the very first infected with the virus, one of the "old ones," who had been infected originally by the old strain before it mutated almost 16 years earlier. She was a former Kansas City EMT named Gavin Hawkins, though to listen to her now she seemed to prefer Gilly. She was able to recall with almost eidetic memory her infection, her time as a Type 0 bimbo (or basically the type of bimbo before the mutation), the "Pink Amnesia" that originally came with it, how she converted some people in that time but that it wasn't as fun as it was until she changed again, then becoming a Type 1 when the virus mutated, the feeling of going from cunning to ditzy & dumb, in the process having her original memory restored, and then started to prattle on about her sexy infecting escapades.
20 PB: Candi and Evan sighed a breath of relief when their daughter Luna's bimbo gene did not activate. This was endemic of the birth of a new race of non-bimbo kemonomimi happening at the same time humanity was recovering.
While a majority were beginning to accept the idea of bimbos that weren't going to force themselves on them and turn them against their will, bigotry will all always find a way. Slurs like "blue hairs" and "beast sluts" began to go around the more xenophobic communities.
21 PB: Upon Rita's recommendation, New Denver became the pilot program of a new law for bimbos that basically, from 10 PM to 4 AM, all laws regarding public nudity, indecency, and engaging in (consensual) sex acts in public are rescinded, a sort of Sex Purge, with the only caveat being that nothing lewd happens within 1000 feet of a school or playground, for the sake of issues involving potential cleanup in the early morning hours afterwards.
27 PB: Thanks to Type 2's and Type 3's helping to protect the uninfected from Type 1's and Type 4's, what remains of society, the 4.5 billion humans still human, have largely retaken and rebuilt all the major cities. Even the four nations that had avoided having any cases of the virus eased restrictions on Type 2 & 3 bimbos, allowing them travel permits as so long as they were accompanied by an uninfected human to supervise them and take responsibility for those that have the capacity to accidentally infect others depending on the time of the year.
It was also in this year there was the discovery of the newest mutation, catergorized as Type 5, the "werebimbo." These individuals look, think, act, and behave like regular girls & women during the night, any time they were inside, or basically anywhere where sunlight could not reach them, but any exposure to a source of ultraviolet radiation, usually the sun, but also things like blacklights and tanning beds, will cause any girl or woman age 4 and over to experience a quick two to four minute transformation into a bimbo, including their clothes. In this state, like Type 3's they aren't driven to infect, but are more horny than the typical bimbo, and any bimbo exposed to their fluids from when in their bimbo state also become Type 5's. While each version of the individual acts differently, they are still two sides of the same coin, and either iteration has full awareness and memories of what the other did while they were dormant. Of note is if a male is infected, their non-bimbo state becomes female.
30 PB: The modern day. Outside of the now rare Type 1 raids on rural towns, an out of the blue attack by a very horny Type 1 leading a Type 4 in a desperate effort to sate her impulse to infect, a feral Type 2 in the wild in the midst of her annual heat marking random objects with her seed and people unknowingly touching it, a rogue Type 5, or uninfected criminals & terrorists farming bimbo cum to use to taint water supplies and use as a bio-weapon, large-scale outbreaks of virus are now a thing of the past.
In other news, all the research done by Rita Levitz and the leading Bimbo Virus research team at Camp Chad finally had some good news and bad news. The bad news was that the virus incurable. Any of the over 2.5 billion humans who have become bimbos as a result of the virus or became one as a result of the bimbo gene are bimbos for life, no if's and's or but's. Meanwhile, if you were to ask the billion-some animals made humanoid by their exposure to the Bimbo Virus, they wouldn't want a cure anyhow. A cure could potentially mean reverting back to simple animals for them. Entering a horny feral state for 36 hours once a year is well worth it to have the lives they have now.
Instead, Rita's team discovered what could possibly be a vaccine for the virus. However, if a discreet round of human testing proved to be of any evidence, it is that the vaccine came with its own caveats, mainly in that after injection, it required a two week incubation period, during which the subject temporarily becomes a full-fledged Type 3B bimbo, and then after two weeks bimbofied they revert, but instead of returning to their original self they become a futanari. Effectively, for the vaccine to fully work, the vaccine would ultimately come with the consequence of erasing the two sexes and make humanity one combined futa sex, creating a world of futa humans, bimbos, & werebimbos, and female kemonomimi & nymphs (the term popular culture decided on for those born with the bimbo gene). The other major issue was if during the two week incubation period while bimbofied the vaccinated somehow got pregnant, they would fail to revert after the two week period had passed, making their bimbofication permanent. As such, the vaccine still in testing to try and find a better variant, but edivence is pointing to this vaccine being the best we're going to get with our current level of technology.
Now that we completed this long narrative exposition slog to set up how for the most part this bimbo apocalpyse has just kind of petered out over 30 years, time for the meat and potatoes of this story.