The two new bimbos, Rachel and her Mother, walked through the front door of their
house. Their arms were full of shopping bags from the mall. They both wore matching
slutty attire, including a super short mini skirt and tops that barely contained their massive
boobs. Rachel now looked just like a younger version of her mother.
They both giggled as they turned on the kitchen light. Sitting down at the kitchen table
was a woman in her early thirties, in a woman's business suit, typing at her laptop. She
looked up at them.
"Ohmigod! Like who are you?" Rachel said.
"This is great" the woman said to herself. "I never expected to get a two for one special."
She continued typing on her laptop.
She looked up again. "Are you two the only ones who live here?"
"Yep!" Karen giggled. "Just us two naughty girls!" Rachel felt for a moment that she should
be worried. But that quickly faded. Rachel giggled.
"Good, good" the woman continued typing. "We know about you Rachel, whose this other
woman you're with?"
"Like, my mom silly!"
"Hii! I'm Karen!"
"Well, Rachel, Karen, congratulations on being the first two subjects of my companies new
formula. I'm sure you're both pleased with the results.
Rachel was confused. "Huh?"
"And now that we've done something nice for you," the woman continued. "I think it's time
for you two to do something nice for us."
"Whats that??" Rachel said.
"It's my job to bring back five test subjects for our new formula." The woman pulled two
small vials out of her bag. "You and your mother are the first two, and now I need you two
to help me bring in two more."
"Like why would we wanna do that?!" Karen said.
The woman began typing into her laptop. "We can do this the easy way, or the hard way.
But at the end of the day, you two will help me with this."
The worrying feeling came back to Rachel. Her new bimbo mind didn't know how to react
to it. So she just giggled. "Like what do you want us to do??"
"It's simple. All you have to do is find another woman, either someone you know or
someone you don't, and convince them to drink this vial. Either straight or mixed in
another drink. It doesn't matter."
"Like, But Um, How are we supposta convince people to drink it." Rachel replied.
"I think you'll both find that you have new hypnotic influence over other people as bimbos.
You may have already noticed."
Rachel and Karen both didn't know what she was talking about. The woman smiled. "I'm
sure you'll both see soon enough."
Karen stomped her extra high heel on the ground. "And what if we dont?!? What if I go and
spend the rest of the day fucking! then what!"
"I already told you," the woman got very serious. "If you don't want to help us willingly,
we'll make you."
"no! no! no!" Rachel stammered. "Like, we'll help. Its just umm, like one person each, right?
"
"Yes. I'll take of the last one myself."
Rachel turned to her mom. "Like, we can do that right mom?" Karen tried to think about
that. She didn't like thinking. She didn't like being given stuff to that. She was a bimbo and
she wanted to go around and be the best bimbo she could. But Rachel wanted her too. So
she supposed it was important.
"Alright, fine hunny." Karen gave in.
"Excellent," the woman replied. "You should really thank your daughter, Karen." The
woman handed the two vials over.
Karen was getting annoyed with the woman. She didn't like the way she talked, she didn't
like the way dressed, and she didn't like the way she was acting.
"Like Mayybe you should drink one of these. Then that'll be one less person to go, right??"
Karen giggled.
"I don't think so." The woman smiled. "The two of you were made into bimbos because
you were both boringly average. You're more useful to society as a slutty eye candy. Where
as someone like me has actual importance."
Karen started tapping her manicured nails on the table. "Like, Just look at you hunny.
Those clothes arent sexy at all!"
Karen stared into the eyes of the woman as she inched closer. "Like, maybe youd feel soo
much better if you just tried it." Karen continued tapping her nails in a rhythmic pattern.
The woman kept staring up at Karen. "Like, maybe you should drink the vial!" Karen
giggled as she handed it over. The woman slowly took it in her hands. She continued
looking up at Karen.
"Drink the vial?" the woman said.
"Yesss," Karen giggled.
The woman smiled. "You didn't actually think I'd be in contact with you bimbos without
getting an immunization first?" The woman put the vial on the table.
Uh oh. Karen thought it was working. She didn't think of that.
The woman reached into her bag and pulled out a small perfume atomizer. "Last warning.
Do you want to just do what I told you and make this easy?"
"Like, never!!" Karen said defiantly. She may be a bimbo, but she still did what she wanted.
The woman smiled. "Have it your way." She sprayed the atomizer twice in Karen's direction.
Karen began coughing. Rachel looked over at her mom. "Mom, like are you ok??"
The woman looked pleased. "Your mother's fine, Rachel. In fact, I think she'll be behaving
much better now, won't you Karen."
Karen looked up at the woman obediently. "Ohh yess. Of course."
"Good, come over here now Karen."
Karen smiled at the woman as she sexily strutted on over and sat down in the chair next
to hers. The woman took off her shoes and placed her feet in Karen's lap. "My aching feet
are so sore. You'll massage them for you, won't you Karen?"
Karen eagerly began rubbing the woman's feet. "Oh yess, master." She looked up at the
woman and giggled. "Anything for you!"
Rachel looked over to her mom. "Mom?" Her mother didn't even look over. All of her
concentration seemed to be focus in massaging the woman's feet.
Rachel was confused. And scared. At least as scared as a bimbo could possibly be. "Like
what'd you do to my mom??"
"I just gave her something to make her a little more helpful. Don't worry, it'll wear off in an
hour and she'll be back to her old bitchy self." The woman smiled. "At least, unless I decide
to spray her again with the perfume in the next hour. Then she'll permanently be like this."
Karen stopped rubbing the woman's feet for a moment to look up. "Ohh yes!! Please do
that!"
"Your mother would seem to like that. Maybe you would too?"
"No, like, I'll help you."
"Excellent" the woman said. "That's just what I wanted to hear."
"Just change my mother back" Rachel replied.
"I already told you, she's stuck like this for the next hour. I couldn't change her back if I
wanted. Just bring me another bimbo and I'll let your mother go."
Rachel looked down at her vial. Then over at her mother, who was for some reason
lovingly rubbing the strange woman's feet.
"Ok, fine. But I'll be back!" Rachel said heading towards the door.
The woman smiled. "We'll be waiting."