…a nerdy bimbo. My arms and legs started to get thinner and daintier, making the sleeves of the pink blouse even looser. My hands followed suite, becoming small and thin, my fingernails growing longer and painting themselves a bright pink.
My brown hair started to grow longer, going past my shoulders down to my mid-back area, turning blonde as it did so.
Now the really noticeable and feminizing changes kicked in. My hips cracked as they were stretched wider to give me a decently wide hourglass figure, making the pleated grey skirt rise ever so slightly, and the white panties start to feel a bit tighter.
Then my chest started to tingle as I started to grow breasts, the bra getting filled by my tits, stopping at an F-Cup, just a size or two smaller than my Stepmom’s G-Cup bra.
Now my lower half started to fill out, my thighs getting plumper, my ass growing bigger and rounder into what I had heard people call a bubble butt, making the panties tighter around my manhood, but that problem was going to resolve itself.
In a matter of seconds, my balls were sucked up into my body, my cock following suite, spurting out its final ever load of cum into the white panties as a vagina formed between my legs.
My mind started to feel a bit fuzzy as I could feel my IQ dropping by the second. Thinking of anything but cock, sex, and nerdy geeky things became impossible. As this happened, a pair of black glasses appeared on my face, as with my IQ fading, so was my eyesight.
My transformation into a nerdy bimbo was now complete. I looked at my stepmom and said, “Like, wowzers! I feel amazing! Thanks Mommy!”
“No problem honey. Anything to make my child feel comfortable in their own body and my clothes.” Kelly said.
“Wait, like, these are yours? I hope you don’t want them back because I, like, so creamed these silky panties with my stupid nerdy cummies!”
“You can keep all of those clothes honey, and any other ones of mine that you want. We can do that later though if you want. We could go out and watch a movie together, take you clothes shopping, or do whatever you want. So what will it be?”
I took a second to think, which was a lot harder to do now that I was a bimbo, before saying, “I know. I wanna…”