The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Danielle Govindra pulled into the parking space, turned off the car, and slumped against the steering wheel. There was just so much happening, and she couldn’t keep up with it. Tracy’s graduation was just a few days away, Mark had to stay late at work all week, and to top it off, Angela had called yesterday, saying that she was on summer vacation and could she please spend it with her big sister?

It was a hell of a time for a toothache.

So, here she was, at the new dentist’s office. The dentist she’d gone to before had left town, for some unknown reason. So it was “Dr. Joseph” for her.

She got out of her car and walked over to the office. Her tooth gave another sharp twinge. “Ow!” she said, clutching at her cheek and staggering just a little. The sooner this was over, the better.

“Oh hiiii!” said the receptionist who sat behind the counter to her right. Danielle winced, both from the pain of her toothache, and the annoyingness of the receptionist-bimbo.

Oddly enough, given that she was a bimbo, the receptionist looked Arabic. The girl would certainly be the least-dressed Arab Danielle had ever seen, if that was true.

“Um, like, welcome to… um, Dr. Joseph’s office,” the receptionist said. “I’m, uh, Noor, and do you have an appointment?” The bimbo—who was, indeed, Arabic—sounded like she was reading from cue cards.

“Yes, I’m Danielle Govindra, I called this morning about an emergency.” Noor the bimbo nodded, and started tapping away at the computer in front of her. She had a look of intense concentration on her face, as though the task of typing on a computer took all of her brainpower.

There followed two awkward minutes, while Noor figured out how to type in Danielle’s name. She seemed to be sounding it out, but having to backtrack multiple times. Meanwhile, Danielle stood there, tooth aching like hell, waiting for this goddamn bimbo to get her shit together.

“Ohhh, okay!” Noor said, finally. “Hi, Dani! Dr. Joseph says you oughta go to room 5, okay? Have fun!” She giggled and waved at Danielle.

For a moment, Danielle considered replying to that by saying that she wasn’t here to have fun, but responding would just be pointless. Noor, the dumb bimbo, probably wouldn’t understand. So, instead, Danielle walked into the back of the office, towards room 5. Maybe the rest of the office would be different.

Her hopes for a smarter office vanished when she entered room 5 to find that her hygienist was a Chinese bimbo. The hygienist-bimbo giggled and said, “Oh hiiiii! I’m Ming, and I’m gonna be, like, your hygiene lady today! How are ya?”

“Ow!” Danielle said, clutching her cheek. She meant to say more than that, but Ming pouted at her. “Aww, you gotta toothache! Poor wittle Dani! We gonna make it all better!” She grabbed Danielle’s shoulders and sat her down in the chair. Danielle tried to object, but Ming pulled out an array of dental tools and started poking around in Danielle’s mouth.

“So, where does it, like, hurt?” she said. Apparently, Ming saw no real problem with the fact that Danielle’s mouth was currently wide open, with pointy metal things inside.

That problem, though, became moot when Ming touched Danielle’s second premolar, and a jolt of pain shot through her mouth. She winced, and if she’d been able to, she would’ve said something foul-mouthed.

“Awww, does da wittle toof, like, hurt a bunch?” Ming cooed, touching it again. Danielle wanted to scream out loud at this fucking bimbo, but she couldn’t.

“We’re gonna need to do X-rays, aren’t we?” Ming said, and stuffed something into Danielle’s mouth. “You just, like, hold that in there and don’t, like, move, or anything.”

“Mummph mmph mmmm,” Danielle said, trying not to move whatever Ming had stuck in there. This was the fucking worst dentist’s office she’d ever been to. What kind of asshole employed nothing but bimbos?

As she fumed to herself, Danielle smelled something odd. It was a strong smell, a musky scent, one that seemed to permeate the whole room. There was something sweet about it, too. It seemed familiar, in a certain way.

When Ming turned back, carrying a lead-lined apron to lay over Danielle’s chest, Danielle realized that the smell was coming from Ming. Or maybe not. But she certainly smelled like whatever it was that had filled the room with its scent.

She couldn’t say anything about it to Ming, not while she was getting X-rayed. So she lay there, as Ming set things up, and just smelled that smell. That marvelous, fantastic smell. Whatever it was, she wanted to smell more of it.

Even once Ming had finished the X-rays and cleared Danielle’s mouth, the hygienist-bimbo made it impossible to ask a question, because she babbled constantly. At a certain point, Danielle just stopped listening completely, and let the sensations sweep over her. It was all very Zen.

Some indistinct amount of time later, someone tapped Danielle on the shoulder, and she jumped. “Sorry to startle you,” said a male voice from behind her head, “but I’d like to introduce myself.” He stepped out in front of the chair and continued, “I’m Dr. Joseph, and I’m pleased to meet you.”

Danielle shook his hand, then winced as she noticed her toothache again. “So, you’ve got a toothache,” Dr. Joseph said, turning over to the computer to Danielle’s right. “Mmm hmm,” he muttered. “Ahh, mmm.”

“Is it, um, bad, Doctor?” Danielle asked.

“Not too bad,” he said, stepping back in front of the chair. He had a very nice smile, which Danielle supposed every dentist should have. Other than that, he was really very ordinary. If you had a machine that made humans, and you asked it to give you a totally average white male, Dr. Joseph would be the result.

“You have a slight crack in your premolar,” Dr. Joseph said, “and it looks like, unfortunately, it has penetrated deep enough to find a few nerve endings to irritate. But it shouldn’t take radical measures to fix, or anything like that. When do you want to schedule a surgery?”

“Uh, as soon as possible, please,” Danielle said.

“Right then. Ming, pull up the calendar. Hmm. Hmm.” Dr. Joseph turned back towards the chair. “We can fit you in tomorrow, actually. Someone just cancelled on a set of family appointments, so I’ll have the time for your surgery.”

“What time?” She still had to come up with a graduation gift for Tracy, and if she was out of it all day, that would be hard.

“10:30,” Dr. Joseph said.

“Well, uh, when’s the next available slot?” she asked, hoping for a better answer.

“A week from today,” came the answer.

Fuck. There was no way she could possibly wait a whole week to get this fixed. If it was a choice between spending tomorrow whacked on the aftereffects of anaesthesia or spending a whole week wincing in pain…

“I’ll take the appointment tomorrow.”

“Good, good,” Dr. Joseph said. “Ming, go ahead and enter that on the schedule. You’ll want to be here at least ten minutes before the surgery, so we can handle the paperwork, and get you under in a timely fashion.”

“Am I going to need to have someone pick me up?” Danielle asked.

Dr. Joseph shook his head. “Actually, no. We use a form of anaesthesia that doesn’t cause any substantial temporary impairment. You should be able to drive home.”

“Wow,” said Danielle. “How does that work? I’ve heard all sorts of horror stories about people on anaesthesia.”

“You’d have to ask Erin, our resident anaesthetician. She’s the brains behind it,” Dr. Joseph said. “I’m a mere dentist. I’ll take what I can get.”

He extended a hand to her, once again. “It’s been very nice talking to you, and I’m glad, once again, that you chose to come to my office. We’ll be seeing you tomorrow, though, I suppose, so I’ll wish you a good day, Danielle.”

“Thank you for being so flexible,” Danielle replied, levering herself up and out of the chair. She’d been thinking about asking Ming about something, but now she’d entirely forgotten.

“Is there anything I can take to deal with it between now and then?” she asked, as Dr. Joseph was at the door.

“Well, if you were waiting longer, I’d be inclined to give you a prescription for an analgesic of some kind,” Dr. Joseph replied. “However, I think I can give you something less expensive, if you’ll bring it back tomorrow.”

Danielle nodded. “In that case,” he said, opening a drawer mounted on the wall, “take this home with you.” He handed her a cloth pouch filled with some kind of gel. “It should draw off some of the pain for a short while.”

“Thank you, Dr. Joseph,” Danielle said again. He nodded. “No problem. Will that be all for today?”

“Yes, it certainly will,” Danielle said. With that, Dr. Joseph left, and Danielle shortly followed. Ming giggled and waved goodbye to her, and Danielle tried not to show open disdain. One more day, and she could find another dentist.

“Bye-bye!” Noor called out to Danielle as she walked towards the front door. Danielle gave a half-hearted smile and passed her without saying anything. Christ, what a fucking bimbo.

Tomorrow

“Hiiiiiii!” Noor said, as Danielle walked into Dr. Joseph’s office. Danielle smiled at the receptionist-bimbo, feeling a bit more chipper this morning. Just like Dr. Joseph had promised, the pouch he’d given her had made her feel so much better.

“Hello, Noor,” Danielle replied. “Where should I go today?”

“Dr. Joseph says you oughta go to room 69,” Noor replied. “It’s, like, right at the end of the hallway!” Giggle.

“Okay,” Danielle said, a bit puzzled. Why “room 69”?

“6 and 9 are Dr. Joseph’s lucky numbers!” said Noor, who seemed to know what Danielle was going to say. Giggle. “Everyone asks that, all the time!”

Danielle smiled. Maybe she’d just been that obvious. She passed into the back of the office, down the hallway. Sure enough, at the end of it, there it was. Room 69.

When she stepped inside, Ming was already there, and so was a red-haired bimbo. “Hiiii, Dani! This is Erin, and she’s gonna be your, like, anaesthetician today.” Double giggle.

It seemed like Danielle had heard that name, Erin, somewhere before. It had been very recently. Eh, it probably didn’t matter that much. What’s the worst that could happen? Giggle.

By the time Danielle had settled into the chair, Dr. Joseph appeared in the room. He smiled at her and said, “How are we feeling this morning?”

“I’ll be feeling much better in a little bit,” Danielle said, a big smile on her face. Giggle.

“You certainly will. Erin, if you would apply the anaesthesia,” he said. Erin obliged, and as Danielle breathed deeply through the mask, she heard a giggle.

The world around her floated away, and Danielle followed. After some period of time, she found herself in the sky, somewhere. Big, fluffy white clouds floated all around her, and she passed her arm through one of them.

It tickled! Giggle. It made her think sexy thoughts, somehow. She thought about getting fucked, and giggled again. Maybe Mark would do her tonight, and she’d feel really good. Giggle.

How long did she float around in the cloudy nothingness? She couldn’t tell. It just felt like time didn’t pass in here, wherever here was.

Here was also a very sexy place. Danielle couldn’t suppress thoughts of naked men and women, indulging in all sorts of sex acts. If her mother could’ve seen the inside of her little girl’s head right now…

When she opened her eyes again, it felt like she was coming down from the best high ever. Giggle.

“You should, like, sell that on the streets, man!” she said, feeling a little woozy. “Whoops!” she added, toppling out of the chair, onto her side. Giggle.

“Are you feeling alright, Dani?” Dr. Joseph asked, with his sexy, sexy voice.

“Yep!” she said, regaining her balance as she stood. “I feel, like, sooooper great!” She really did, except for the odd pressure on her chest.

Dani looked down at her chest, and saw that her titties were a lot bigger, and her clothes were making a valiant but futile attempt to hold them back. Giggle. “Can anyone, like, cut this for me?” she asked, pointing at the area above her titties.

“Why don’t you go ahead and put on your spare clothes?” Dr. Joseph said, holding out a small bundle of vinyl and spandex. “Oh, I, like, totes forgot that I’d brought those along!” Dani said. The details of when she’d bought them were so hazy as to be nonexistent. Also, how had she known how big her titties were going to get?

She just dismissed those niggling problems, and took the clothes that Dr. Joseph handed her. “I, like, rilly need to get back home,” Dani said, “so can I just, like, take my clothes off in here?”

“Be my guest,” said Dr. Joseph. Ming and Erin just giggled. So Dani wiggled out of her constraining top and bra, letting her big brown titties just hang free. It felt perfectly natural to show herself off like that. She was a hot piece, and the world deserved to see it.

With that taken care of, she pushed herself out of the pants she’d worn to the appointment. Her hips had flared out, but her thighs tapered to practically nothing by the time they reached her knees. Once her pants had gotten past that obstacle, it was comically easy to throw them into the trash.

Dani stood in front of Dr. Joseph and the other bimbos, showing off her awesome body. It felt good to be naked, but somehow she knew it would be better to put on her new clothes.

She began with the vinyl microskirt, which easily stretched to accomodate her new hips. The fact that she’d thrown her panties away with her pants meant that her snatch was just hanging out for anyone to see. Maybe when she got back home she could shave it.

“Oooh,” she groaned, swaying back and forth as the vinyl came into contact with her asscheeks. It made her feel so hot, wearing clothes like this. Looking like this, she’d get fucked so hard by any guy she wanted.

She turned to leave, then remembered that she hadn’t put on the spandex croptop. Giggle. People were so silly about not seeing titties. Really, was anything going to cover up these babies? Dani’s boobies would probably be visible—and sexy—in a snowsuit.

The moment she snapped the spandex down onto her breasts, Dani moaned and orgasmed. It… was just like heaven. Everyone in the room could see that she was the hottest girl around, and they could see how hot that made her feel. Her nipples were harder than diamonds, and pussy juice was dripping down her thighs.

“Don’t forget your shoes,” Dr. Joseph said, handing her a pair of really, really tall stiletto heels. She squealed with delight, and slipped them on. Pacing back and forth a bit, she felt her giant boobies wobbling, and imagined how sexy she looked like this.

“I think you’re all set, dear,” Dr. Joseph said, and Dani giggled. “You’re, like, not supposta call me that, silly! It’s, like, um… sexyest!”

“Well, you are the sexiest,” he replied, winking at her, “but I think it’s time for you to run along home.” Dani giggled, and strutted out of the room. She squealed together with Noor for a few minutes, paid up her bill, and click-clacked her way out to the car.

For a second, she took a good look at her car, pouting hard. This wasn’t a sexy car! It was just a boring old SUV. It wasn’t even a fun color, like red, just boring old black.

Of course, with a body like this, convincing Mark to replace it wouldn’t be hard. Dani giggled and hopped into the driver’s seat. After a little confusion over where her keys had gone (her new hot pink purse), she pulled out of the parking space, and started driving home.

Along the way, she rolled down the windows and savored the attentions of the other drivers. Their rapturous gazes made her pussy melt again. She couldn’t think of anything better than that, even if it did cause a couple of crashes.

About fifteen minutes later, Dani pulled into her driveway and hopped out of her car, feeling like a million bucks. She was a bit surprised to see Mark’s car in the garage, but that was all for the better. It meant she could start fucking him right away.

“How was your appointment, dear?” Mark asked. He was hunched over his computer in the office, typing away on some dumb thing that he probably had to do for work.

“Oh, it was, like, totes awesome!” Dani said. “I thought you had to work, sweetie.”

“Well, I got Charlie to let me telecommute, and…” he replied, swiveling around in his chair. As he took in Dani, he trailed off into silence, his mouth wide open in astonishment. “Danielle…” he said. “What happened to you?”

“Dr. Joseph made me hot, silly!” she replied, and lunged for his crotch. Before he could say a single word, Dani had ripped his fly open and taken his rapidly inflating cock in her mouth. It was a surprisingly large mouthful, but it posed no problem for Dani.

“Mmmmph ummm hrmmm!” she said, around her husband’s tasty cock. Just the smell of it made her feel wet, and the sensation of it in her mouth made her want to orgasm. But she couldn’t do that until…

“Oooooooooh!” Mark groaned, shooting his load into her mouth. That triggered a near-simultaneous orgasm from Dani, though her celebration was a bit more muffled. Still, she felt her pussy juices sliding down her thighs, once more.

Dani swallowed her husband’s load, and sat up straight with a satisfied sigh. “You’re, like, so yummy!” she said to her still gobsmacked husband.

“What’s gotten into you?” Mark demanded. “Are you feeling sick, or something?”

“No, of course not!” Dani said, giggling. “I’m feeling like a great bimbo! And I’m your great bimbo! Let’s make Little Marky feel happy again!” She dove back down into his crotch, and gave his cock a few hard sucks. Before he could object, she stood up, then pulled him off of the chair and onto a nearby couch.

“Ride your bimbo hard, Mark! Make me scream!” Dani shouted. He grunted as she thrust her pussy onto his cock, and he started to get into the spirit of things. As she rode him, he bellowed, grabbed her by the shoulders, and flipped her over onto her back. Her fragile top practically ripped in half from his manhandling, but he didn’t care.

“Fuck, you really are a bimbo, aren’t you?” he grunted, his voice full of wonder. “You really need this, you little slut!”

“I’m your little slut-bimbo!” Dani said from underneath him, her body sweaty and her face rapturous. “I need it soooooo hard, Master!”

In record time, Mark climaxed, shooting his semen deep into his bimbo’s pussy. She orgasmed again, at the feeling of his pleasure. It was a pure moment of sexual bliss for both of them.

When Mark’s post-orgasmic haze cleared, he found that he was still lying on top of Dani, his bimbo wife. “If you’ve changed,” he said, “it sure is for the better.”

“Yep!” she said cheerfully. “Bimbos are the best!”

Reluctantly, Mark stood up, his legs shaky from the aftereffects of sex. “No! No! Don’t leave Dani alone, Master!” she said, pouting on the couch. “We can have so much more fun!”

“I still have to work, Dani,” he said. “I’d like nothing more than to fuck you into oblivion, but I gotta finish coding this section before we go to dinner.”

“Poopy,” Dani muttered, pouting hard. What was she supposed to do until Tracy’s stupid dinner? Then it occurred to her that she was very thirsty. So she bounced out to the kitchen, and opened a bottle of water.

The moment she started drinking from it, though, she felt really, really icky. “Pleh!” she said, spitting the water out. She tried to drink juice and soda, but she got the same icky feeling. Then she opened a carton of milk.

Just the smell of it nearly made Dani cream herself. She raised the carton to her lips and took a big chug of milk.

“Oooooooh,” she moaned, orgasming as the sweet, sweet milk flowed down her throat. It was almost as good as Mark’s cum, and just as white! Dani sunk to the floor, tilting the milk carton back and back and back, until the last drop had drained into her mouth.

She dug around in the fridge, looking for more milk. She needed to drink milk! Milk was the only thing that could satisfy her, if she couldn’t have Master’s cum.

But she’d just drunk the last milk, as it turned out. With a speed that surprised even her, she grabbed her keys and dashed out to the car, ripped top and all. Milk was more important to her than anything else right now.

Dani sped off to the grocery store, where she loaded an entire shelf of milk into a cart. The cashier looked at her very oddly, but rung up her order without any complaint. When she finished loading the milk into the car, she gave a big sigh of relief.

Then she realized that, even with all of the milk she’d gotten, she had another problem. Tracy’s silly “graduation” dinner was tonight, and Dani didn’t have anything to wear to her stepdaughter’s dinner. The clothes she wore were still fucked up from her, well, getting fucked up.

She was trying to mentally inventory her wardrobe—a very difficult task for someone with the attention span of a goldfish—when she noticed a sign. In a tired-looking shopping center, there was a bright sign advertising “Nina’s Naughty Nook”. The sign had a cartoon of a bimbo like Dani on it, grinning cheekily at passersby.

One screeching right turn later, Dani had parked her car, and was flouncing her way into Nina’s Naughty Nook. She pushed the door open with a resounding tinkle of bells, and found herself in a quiet, plain clothing store.

“Welcome to Nina’s Naughty Nook,” said the tired-looking blond woman behind the counter. She was reading a magazine. “I’m Nina, how can I…” she said, trailing off as she looked up at Dani. “Wow,” suddenly became the only thing she could say.

“Hiiiii, Nina, I totes need some, like, sooper hot clothes,” Dani said, giggling at the confused store owner. “Like this!” she added, grabbing a leopard-print miniskirt.

“Umm, are you sure about that?” Nina asked. “That particular item might be a bit… inappropriate for you.”

“Ohh, but I really like it!” Dani said, pouting at Nina. “It’s sooper cute, and I bet it makes me look, like, rilly sexy!”

“Well, yeah,” Nina replied, coming out from behind the counter. “But, maybe you want something a bit… classier than that. You could try on some of our lingerie.” She sniffed the air, and started to take on a glassy-eyed look. “Do you smell that?”

“Do I smell what, silly?” Dani said. Giggle.

“I think I might’ve spilled some milk somewhere around here, said Nina, her voice becoming breathy. “Let me go and get something to clean it up…” She didn’t make a move towards the supply closet, just kept walking towards Dani, staring at the bimbo’s breasts.

“You’re smelling my milk, you big sillypants!” Dani said. Giggle. “Do ya want some?” She pulled one of her breasts out of her top and waved its engorged, milky nipple in Nina’s face.

“Yeeeeesss…” Nina groaned. “Miiiiiilk, I neeed miiiiiilk.” Dani obliged her new friend, sticking her nipple into the blond woman’s mouth. Nina began sucking, moaning as she suckled on the bimbo’s teat.

Nina sucked down Dani’s milk powerfully, until her right breast had mostly gone dry. Dani flipped out her other breast, and Nina switched teats. The whole time, both of them were moaning, writing on the floor, pussy juices pooling and mingling beneath their bodies.

When Dani’s breasts had both gone dry, she had a final orgasm, then rolled Nina off onto the floor. The store owner was grinning idiotically, her body covered with sweat, milk, and pussy juice. Her body was already changing shape, beneath her surprisingly frumpy clothes.

“You gotta, like, take those clothes off, sillyface!” Dani said, standing up. She flipped the sign on the door to CLOSED, and started browsing through the aisles, accumulating a pile of sexy clothes. Nina giggled a bit from the floor, then followed Dani’s advice. Soon, she too was trying on clothes with Dani, and giggling the whole time.

20 minutes later, Dani presented a huge armful of clothes to Nina at the register. Nina was wearing some of her own clothing now, to go with her new bimbo body. She’d gone with a pink cropped tube top and a schoolgirl miniskirt. Her blond hair had grown out, and she was putting it into pigtails.

“What do you wanna, like, pay for this?” she asked Dani. Dani had already donned one of her new outfits, a latex one-piece that clung tightly to her curves, all the way down to her pussy lips.

“Um, I think I wanna pay you with this,” Dani said, pulling out one of her breasts. Nina moaned, and started suckling again. After a good drink, Nina agreed that Dani had more than paid for her new clothes. Besides, Nina couldn’t remember how to use the register.

“You oughta, like, come by my house sometime!” Dani said as she squeezed her new clothes into two large bags.

“But, I, like, dunnoh where you, like, live!” Nina whined, pouting at her best customer ever.

“Gimme a marker, and I’ll write it on your arm!” Dani said. “Then you totes won’t forget!”

“Sounds, like, so great!” Nina said. Dani scribbled out her home address in blue Sharpie, and the two of them parted with a lot of squealing.

Fortunately, in the time she’d spent in the store, her milk had not curdled in the heat, yet. Just in case, she turned the air conditioning way, way up, and brought a gallon up to the front seat. As she pulled out of the parking lot, she took a big gulp from it, and giggled. All was right with the world.

When Dani pulled into the driveway at home again, and found her stepdaughter’s car parked on the other side. She toddled out of the car, and carried two gallons of milk, including the open one, into the house.

The first person she met was Mark. “Hiiiiiii, Master,” Dani cooed to him. “Couldya get the groceries and clothes I, like, bought outta the car? It won’t be a problem for a big, strong guy like you!” She leaned in closer, and whispered, “When you’re done we can… psst psst psst…”

Whatever Dani had said, it had the desired effect. Mark shot out the front door, and Dani smiled to see her Master so frantic to be pleased. She was frantic to please him, too, but first, she needed to take care of some business.

She was putting her milk in the fridge, when her stepdaughter Tracy walked into the kitchen. “Hey, Danielle,” Tracy said, sounding bored.

“Hiiiiii, Tracy!” Dani said, popping out from behind the fridge door. “You’re home, like, rilly early!”

“Umm, we… got out, um, early,” Tracy said, as she took in Dani’s new outfit and body. “What’s the deal with…” she gestured at Dani, taking in her whole body.

“Ohhh, I got my tooth, like, tooken care of!” Dani said brightly. “And I got great titties to go with it, too!”

“You, um, sure did,” said Tracy. Her eyes seemed to go unfocused, as she sniffed the air. “Hey, what’s that smell?”

“It’s my titties, sillypants!” Dani said, giggling. “You wanna drink some great milk?”

Tracy nodded absently, stumbling forward towards her stepmother. She didn’t seem to notice anything at all, except for Dani’s titties. Like a lost calf, she nuzzled up against Dani’s rock hard nipples.

Cooing softly, Dani guided Tracy into another room, and took her titties out. Tracy sighed at the sight of Dani’s bare breasts, and began to suck thirstily from them. Every gulp of milk seemed to make her body swell just a little bit, in all the right places.

Bit by bit, Tracy drained Dani’s udders, until her own breasts had popped out of the cleavagey top she was wearing. Her pants were barely holding up under the strain of her new hips. Every last bit of intelligence seemed to have vanished from the young woman’s eyes, and she seemed to be staring straight ahead at nothing.

“Wasn’t that, like, so awesome?” Dani asked Traci. Her newest bimbo just giggled. After two solid minutes of giggling, Traci gazed into Dani’s eyes and said, “Traci good. Traci feel so good.”

“You’re a good little cow, aren’t you, Traci?” Dani cooed. “You just wanna make milk for Momma.” She petted the cow-bimbo’s hair.

“Traci love milk,” Traci replied. “Traci love Momma. Traci love Master.”

“Oh, Master’s gonna, like, totes love you, too,” Dani said, putting an arm around Traci’s shoulders. “But now you gotta, like, take all this stuff off! You’re just a silly cow, and cows don’t need boring clothes like these!”

“Traci not love boring,” Traci agreed.

“Don’t you worry your silly little face, Traci, you’re gonna wear some rilly, rilly nice clothes, just like Momma!” Dani said, pulling the cow-bimbo’s pants down. Traci stepped out of them, then held up her hands. Her shirt was a bit harder to take off, thanks to the cow-bimbo’s new boobies.

But after a little bit of work, Traci stood before Dani, completely naked. She was more of a bimbo than Dani, somehow. Her boobies were each the size of her head, basically. Next to her, Dani looked like a fucking washboard.

“Honey, I put all those clothes you bought in your room, but why did you need all that…” Master stepped into the room. When he saw Traci, though, he stopped dead in his tracks.

“Tracy?” he asked. “Is that you? What’s going on here, Dani?”

“I gave Traci a lotta milk, and now she’s a bimbo like me, too!” Dani chirped, embracing her Master. “She’s gonna be, like, so much more fun!”

“What have you done?” Master screamed. “You’ve turned my daughter into a stupid bimbo, you fucking idiot!”

Dani shrunk pitifully. “I’m sowwy, Master,” she said in a small voice. “I thought you’d be happy that Traci was happy.”

Master put his head in his hands, and Dani couldn’t figure out what he was saying, but it didn’t sound happy. She tried to comfort him, but he jerked away. “Just… just… don’t, Dani,” he said. “Find something else to do.”

“Okay,” Dani said, because what Master said was like the word of God to her. She would find something else to do.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Maybe there was something else to do waiting on the other side of the front door. Or, rather, someone else.

Dani slunk out into the foyer, and looked through the peephole in the front door. A skinny young Indian girl waved at the door, then returned her hands to trying to hold several bags at once.

In all the chaos of being a hot bimbo, Dani had totally forgotten about her little sister Angela’s visit. Angie would make a perfect distraction. Dani could practically feel her titties refilling themselves with milk in anticipation.

So, she took a deep breath, giggled, and flung the front door open. “Hiiiiii Angie!” she said, encasing her little sister in a hug that nearly toppled her.

“Um, hi, Danielle,” Angela said, sounding a bit hesitant.

“Oh, that’s such a silly name!” Dani said. “Just call me Dani, now.”

“Okay… Dani,” Angela replied, still looking dubious. “Can I come in and set down my bags?”

“Yep!” Dani said, bouncing back inside to let Angela inside. Angela stepped inside, dragging all of her luggage behind her.

“The cab from the airport was so shitty,” Angela complained, without much warning, as was her wont. “It was just the worst time I’ve ever had in a… what’s that smell?” Her eyes started to glaze over.

“Oh, just my new titties!” Dani said, cheerful once more. “Don’t they smell really good?”

“Yes… yeessss… yesssssss they do,” Angela moaned, shedding her luggage as she lurched forward. She tried to grab Dani’s titties, but the bigger sister stepped just out of Angela’s reach, drawing her, step by step, into the guest bedroom.

When the two of them reached the bed, Dani stopped, and pulled her titties out from under their meager concealment, and allowed Angela to take a sip of milk, before hiding her nipples behind her hands.

“What do you want, Angie?” Dani said, smiling down at her lust-filled little sister.

“Want… want your boobies,” Angie moaned, trying to move Dani’s hands.

“And what will you do for my boobies?” Dani asked, fending off Angie’s hands.

“Anything!” Angie shouted.

“You’ll be my bimbo-slave?” Dani asked.

“Yes!”

“You’ll worship my titties and me?”

“Yes! Yes!”

“You’ll obey me all the time?”

“YEESSSS!”

Dani had pity on Angie, and let her start suckling on her right titty. Her little sister, it turned out, really knew how to suck titties. In five minutes flat, both of Dani’s titties were completely dry, and Angie had gained her own bimbo body.

“Take off those silly clothes, Angie, and let’s do it!” Dani said, falling back onto the bed.

“I dunnoh,” Angie said, pouting a bit. “Aren’t sisters not, like, supposed to do that, or somethin’?”

“Not us, silly!” Dani replied. Giggle. “We’re hot bimbo babes, and we’re supposed to be doing that, like, all the time!”

“Oh!” Angie said. “You’re, like, totes right, Big Sis! That’s all sexy, and sex is, like, all we gotta do!”

Dani nodded. “You got it, Angie!” she said, and the two bimbo sisters giggled in unison.

“So… um, what are we actually doing?” Angie asked, after a few seconds of giggling.

“You’re eating my pussy, you big sillyhead!” Dani replied, and she spread her legs wide to show Angie what she meant.

“Yay!” Angie said, as she dove to her knees and began licking her big sister’s pussy. Dani writhed and moaned as Angie’s tongue stroked her pussy. What a fantastic day she was having! She got to be such a bimbo, and so did her little sis and her stepdaughter. They were all gonna have, like, a whole buncha fun!

The doorbell rang again, and Dani moaned again. She sprayed a bunch of cum all over Angie’s face, and bounced to her feet. “You, like, stay here, Angie,” Dani said, pointing at her. “And eat my cum!”

Angie smiled through the faceful of cum and started licking it off as Dani walked away. That would keep her busy for at least a little bit. Dani would probably come back to find Angie masturbating, spraying her own cum all over the room. She had such a good little sis.

When Dani arrived at the front door, she found Nina standing there, her arms over the shoulders of two befuddled-looking blond girls. “Hiiiiiii, Dani!” Nina chirped. “I, like, brought my daughters along so they can, like, have a bunch of fun, too!”

“Hiiii there!” Dani replied, waving her hand demurely at the girls, who definitely resembled their mother, though they resembled each other more. “Like, omigod, are you guys, like, twins?”

“Um, yes?” the one on the right said timidly. The other one just blushed. “Mom,” said the right one, “why are we even here? What happened to you?”

“Oh, like, don’t you worry your silly head!” Nina replied. “This is Dani. She’s the hot, hot lady I, like, told ya ’bout! You’ll, like, love her!”

“Come on in, come on in,” Dani said, taking the twins by an elbow apiece. They didn’t resist as she drew them inside. Nina, smiling broadly, followed behind them and shut the door.

“Do ya smell something ya like?” Dani said impishly. The twins nodded in unison, and stepped forward, eyes glazed. Their eyes seemed to be drawn to her boobies, and she reeled them in, closer and closer.

With a sucking sound, the two of them each latched on to one of Dani’s nipples. Thwp, thwp, thwp, they went, suckling in unison. “Get me, like, a buncha milk, Nina!” The other bimbo dashed off into the kitchen, while her daughters drained Dani’s boobies.

Nina was back in less than a minute, carrying three whole gallons of milk. The twins fell back from Dani’s nipples for a brief respite, while Dani chugged as much milk as she could manage. She felt it swirl into her stomach, and from there, straight up into her boobies, until they began to leak a little bit.

Then it was, once again, time for the twins to feed from their Mistress. She chuckled at their eagerness, and how their bodies had already changed to suit their new lives. These girls were going to be excellent cow-bimbos.

By the time they had drained Dani’s boobies of every last drop of milk, the twins had lost every bit of intelligence in their brown eyes. Their boobies… or, perhaps “udders” would suit these cows better… were each larger than Dani’s head. Nina’s precious little girls had become walking udders, to be milked and fucked at the pleasure of their Master and Mistress.

“Moooo,” said the one on the right, looking up at Dani. Dani smiled down at them and said, “I never, like, learned your names, and I don’t, like, care all that much. But I gotta, like, call you two something. So you—” she pointed to the one on the left, “—I’ll call Bessie. And you’ll be Bossie,” she told the one on the right.

“Mooooooooooo,” said Bessie. She stroked her udders and gave a low moo of pleasure.

“Nina, take Bossie and Bessie up to my room, and give them, like, all the clothes they need to be cows,” Dani said.

“Like, okay!” Nina said cheerfully, leading the cow-bimbos away. Then she stopped and scratched her head. “Um, like, what all clothes do they, like, need?”

Dani wrinkled her nose. “None, you big sillypants! Cows don’t, like, wear clothes! Just, like, put a collar on each of them!” Nina and Dani giggled together, and then Nina and her cow-bimbo daughters walked out of the room. Dani would’ve told her that her room was in the opposite direction, but she was just feeling so totally hot, and that was really distracting.

For the third time, the doorbell rang. Dani answered it absently, and regretted it almost instantly.

She found herself face-to-face with two of the most unpleasant harpies to ever crawl over the face of the Earth. Unfortunately, they happened to be her neighbors across the street.

“Is there something going on here, Danielle?” asked Margaret, the short, fat one. “We heard a bit of a ruckus, and we wanted to know if you were having a party,” added Gloria, the tall, also fat one.

Dani gave a big, huge smile, like a good bimbo and said, “Oh, yeah! You wanna, like, come on in?” Before the neighbors could answer, she’d pulled them inside, and slammed the door shut.

They didn’t object, because they seemed to be fixated by her boobies, just like everyone else. Could her boobies do anything wrong? They were just so incredibly magical!

“I, like, know what you guys need,” Dani said, her voice husky. “You guys, like, totes need to suck on my titties, don’t you?” Margaret and Gloria nodded mutely.

“Well, hold on for a sec, ’cause I need to fill myself up.” Dani led her two new acquisitions into the kitchen and opened up the fridge. It was stuffed to the brim with gallons upon gallons of milk. Dani’s mouth watered just looking at it.

She snatched out five whole gallons and started chugging them. The taste of milk in her mouth just turned her on even more, if that was possible. Part of it might be the fact that her boobies were getting bigger and bigger, the more she drank. By the time she put down the last jug, her own jugs were the size of two flesh-colored watermelons stapled to her chest.

Margaret and Gloria practically pounced on Dani’s nipples, and began sucking as hard as they could. Dani just leaned back against the counter, smiling broadly. This was the fucking life.

Two weeks later

“Like, come on, you silly cow,” Dani said, tugging on Traci’s leash. She stepped out into the parking lot, and her cow of a stepdaughter followed, mooing vehemently. Traci was the worst at being a cow, which sucked, because she had great milk, coming from great titties.

Well, Dani planned to train Traci much better, now that her herd was getting more stable. She sort of missed the thrill of melting a new cow’s mind with her milk. But Master had put his foot down after that whole Starbucks thing. That had been a bit awkward, even for her. In theory, having an orgy with a whole coffee shop sounded great. In practice, it created endless complications.

But Master had smoothed all of that out, like he always did. The car ride home had been silent, the whole way. Dani half expected the steering wheel to break from how hard he was gripping it. No matter what, she’d been unable to cajole him into relaxing.

Then they’d gotten home, and Master had simply exploded. It was all sort of fuzzy in Dani’s head, but she knew he was mad, and that wasn’t good. He’d gone on and on about how he wasn’t made of money, and there was only so much sex he could handle in a day, and blah blah blah.

After a certain point, Dani had stopped paying attention to what Master was saying. Her titties were much more interesting than whatever he had to say. That was when Master grabbed her head with both hands, and forced her to look into his eyes.

“Listen to me when I’m talking, Goddamnit,” he’d said. “Dani, from now on, you have to ask permission to make any new bimbos.” She’d pouted, but the word of her Master was strong enough to make her do anything. If he wanted something, she’d find a way to get it for him. Whatever it was. Even if she really, really wanted to give him all the bimbos in the world.

“Hiiiiiii!” Dani said to Noor as she and Traci walked into Dr. Joseph’s office. The receptionist-bimbo clapped her hands together and squealed, “Eeeeeeeee!”

After a squishy, bosomy hug, the two bimbos separated, and giggled together for a few minutes. “Dr. Joseph’s, like, waiting for you, back in room 69,” Noor said, then giggled again. Dani giggled back, and pulled Traci along with her, down the hallway.

Sure enough, Dr. Joseph was waiting for her, looking just as super-hot as ever. He gestured to the waiting exam chair, and said, “Who’s your little friend, Dani?”

“Ohhhh,” Dani said, sticking a perfectly manicured finger into her mouth. Her regular manicurist had been so much more enthusiastic and enjoyable after a quick taste of Dani’s milk. “Um, this is my, like, stepdaughter,” she said, struggling to muster her few operational neurons in the presence of such a godlike figure.

“She’s, um, uh...” Dani thought hard for a second, then perked up. “Oh, yeah! Traci!” Dr. Joseph smiled down at Dani indulgently. Traci seemed to be even less functional than Dani right now, her eyes riveted to the good doctor’s crotch. Ming pulled the dumb cow-bimbo off to the side, so that Dr. Joseph and Dani could get busy.

“And how is your tooth doing, Dani?” Dr. Joseph asked, picking up his tools. Dani grinned, displaying her perfect, pearly set of teeth for the good doctor. “Sooper-dooper! And I feel awesome, too!”

“Good, good,” he muttered, tapping on her teeth with a pointy tool. Dani opened her mouth obligingly, and he gave her teeth a brief inspection. Since, obviously, there was nothing wrong, he was done in a few seconds.

“Everything seems to be in excellent shape,” Dr. Joseph said, unzipping his pants. Dani’s eyes latched on to his crotch, and when he pulled down his underwear, they were rewarded with the sight of his lovely cock. It was right before her, just waiting for her to suck it.

“I think you can work out this puzzle, can’t you, Dani?” he said, and Dani thought for a bit. What puzzle? She just wanted to suck his cock. Then it hit her!

“Oooh! Oooh! I know!” Dani squeaked, thrusting her hand into the air. “You, like, want me to suck your cock!” Dr. Joseph smiled indulgently and nodded.

Before he could say anything, Dani was down on her knees, sticking his cock into her mouth. She always tried to be a really good bimbo, and part of that was about sucking cocks the bestest. A vaguely heard, itty-bitty little part of her brain tried to tell Dani that “bestest” wasn’t a word, but she was more interested in the cock she was sucking.

“Mmmph, ooo huh, hoh, huh rehire nife hock,” Dani said, through Dr. Joseph’s cock. She’d meant to say something about how nice his cock was, but his really nice cock was in the way. Dani gurgled a little, though she’d meant that to come out as a giggle. Overhead, Dr. Joseph just rolled his eyes. Some bimbos were just too dumb to suck a cock.

Despite her apparent confusion, though, Dani was quite good at sucking his cock. She rode it smoothly and skillfully, in a way that would have made Dr. Joseph marvel, if he had not been Dr. Joseph. He simply noted, as he came in her mouth, that she was certainly up to his usual standards. That was good.

As she swallowed Dr. Joseph’s cum, Dani bounced to her feet with a giggle. “Did I do great, Doctor?” she asked, regarding him with a huge smile.

“You were excellent,” he said placidly. “Are you ready for some more?” His cock didn’t seem to have drooped even a bit.

“Yay!” Dani shouted. If Dr. Joseph wasn’t going to be enthusiastic, she could more than compensate. She started to drop to her knees again, but Dr. Joseph shook his head. “I think you should take it in the ass, okay?”

Dani nodded eagerly. Whatever he wanted, she would do. Mark might be her Master, but Dr. Joseph was something even more important. He was like a God.

She bent over the chair, and waited for his penetration. She waited...and waited, and waited, and waited. A minute or so had passed, but Dani’s hyperactive bimbo mind was doing backflips, tying itself in knots over how long this seemed to be taking. Didn’t Dr. Joseph like her ass? Oh, God, was there something wrong with it?

Just as she was about to plead for the cock she so desired, she felt it plunge into her ass, driving hard and firm deep into her anus. She yelped from the pain, pain that seemed to bring nothing but pleasure. As she settled into the rhythm of thrusts, the pain began to fade into the background, though it never went away entirely.

“Very good,” Dr. Joseph grunted, right before he came in Dani’s ass. She felt a new warmth enter her ass, and all her pent-up lust burst out. “Ooooohh, ahhhhh!” she moaned as she came. In that moment, she knew Dr. Joseph must have some kind of magic, if he’d gotten her to come from being fucked in the ass. For that matter, how had he gotten her into this shape?

As the climax faded, the moment passed. She accepted that she was a bimbo, and that was the best way for her to be. How had she managed when she wasn’t a bimbo? Life musta been sooooo boring without her awesome boobies, and all her yummy cows, and Master’s much larger cock.

“Well, I think you’re a fine specimen, Dani,” Dr. Joseph said as he wiped down his cock and pulled his pants back up. Dani wrinkled her nose in puzzlement. “What’s a ’specimen’?” she asked. Dr. Joseph just laughed.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head about specimens,” he said. “What I meant to say is that you’re a good bimbo. You’re very sexy and very good at being a bimbo.”

“Oh. Of course!” Dani said, giggling. She was such a silly bimbo, not to have realized that. And a silly bimbo was a good bimbo. And a good bimbo was a silly bimbo. Wait, hadn’t she just thought that?

“I think everything’s in order,” Dr. Joseph said, “so let’s just... oh, dear.” Dani followed his eyes to the other side of the room, where Traci lay sprawled on the floor in a puddle of her own milk. She mooed softly, as did Ming. The Chinese bimbo’s face was white with milk, smeared all over her features. She hiccuped, and mooed again.

“I just remembered why I don’t use Room 5 much,” Dr. Joseph said, with a rueful expression on his face. “The cleanup is always a real hassle.”