When Stacy relocates to a new town and a new school, she's apprehensive about finding friends and keeping in touch with her former classmates. But, as the shy new student is about to find out, this isn't an ordinary school. From classes talking about how to be a sex toy for men, and the erotic aerobics during gym class, things are different here. At Bimbo High, every girl is blonde and stacked. More
Length: 10,200 words
This work of fiction contains adult material and explicit scenes of sex, including breast enlargement, slutty girls craving for sex, fading mental capabilities, and a mind transformation into a bimbo slave. For mature audiences only.
By the time Stacy made it to the girl's locker room for gym class, her impressive bosom had expanded even more, now imitating the outline of two balloons attached to her chest. Unlike her old, perky ones that jiggled and swayed, these bobbled and defied gravity, like two perfect spheres.
Inside the doors of the female change rooms, every girl was busy getting undressed and changing into identical pink spandex shorts and sports bras, all of which were the same size.
Normally ignorant of naked female bodies, Stacy stared on at her classmates with a different set of eyes that morning. Her gazes were not of some hidden lust for a changing sexual orientation, but rather she was envious. She adored their tight waists and generous bums, and the elegant female curves that they created. Large chests caught her attention over there and jiggling thighs over here. Wherever she looked, there was something to gaze upon.
Inside her temporarily locker, at the far corner of the last row, without a number, she found a pair of workout clothes much like the rest of the other girls. The bra was sized for someone with a D-cup bust, but after stripping her shirt off and adorning the garment over her chest, she found it to fit rather well. Almost too well, as if her breasts had grown that much in a short amount of time. But, unlike her panic this morning, it didn't bother her at the moment. In fact, Stacy thought she looked better with more up top. Hell, they certainly gave the men more to look at.