Tales Of Change

18+ Fantasy Page (no minors) NO RP, married, so no I don’t want to be your bimbo or pretend for you….. bimbo transformations, himbos, mind control, hypnosis, and whatever peaks my interest. (I like drooling, dumbing down, breeding/impreg and tits) Female/Asks&Anon Open

[tcustodisart]

Happy Pride Month!

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[lestatfag]

STAY SAFE!! [ID: the Gilbert Baker pride flag with the words “Happy pride to all those who are unable to celebrate openly and safely. You are loved and seen!” in all-caps black text over it. /end ID]

[bmbochangetales]

Us good boi himbos miss your good works, hope to see new stories on the feed soon. Hope you’re doing well 🫡🥹

It’s been a while 🥲🫣

And probably will still be a while unfortunately.🙃😅

@mr-h-m-bo and I haven’t share yet but We welcomed a baby this spring so we have been a bit busy with that. Wasn’t really writing much while I was pregnant and now I have a tiny human I have to keep alive. Good thing I had a tamagotchi so I got this!

I won’t ever take my blog down, but realistically it will be a while before new content will come from me. I was not smart like my husband who scheduled out his works so he has content for a while. (It was and might be over a year or two of stuff still) We are still in newborn trenches and I sleep and mindlessly scroll the internet in my free time as I’m also still recovering 😂😂😂😂

In the mean time you can visit my blog and click the tags my writing or my story to go through my works. I’ll tag them and a few others in this post so you can find my stuff. But yeah that’s why my page is quiet. Thanks for understanding and still supporting my work even when I am inactive

[bmbochangetales]

People like this have no life. I don’t waste my time on blogs/interests that don’t align with me. I especially don’t waste my time arguing with people. Got one ask and this reply and now they are blocked and I submitted a report! Don’t like my page or that I’m a woman who likes bimbo content and writes fantasy…. Stay off my page.

Like do you have so much time that you waste it on hating? People like this are what’s wrong with the internet. Create a safe space for yourself folks and thanks Kiki for letting me know. Support @bimbosanddolls 🩷🩷🩷🩷

[bmbochangetales]

you’re a male, no actual WOMAN would want to look like one of those plastic homunculi.

+5 points for using homunculi

-5000 for being so wrong.

-5000 for not reading my bio

+2 points for making me and @mr-h-m-bo laugh at the ridiculousness. Trust both of us, I’m a woman.

Dearest readers,

My blog is fantasy and in no way do I claim that any of it is me. It’s just a fun place when I have ideas about transformation that happen to include bimbos. Enjoy what you enjoy folks. I truly live a normal existence away from the blog. Hence why it’s mostly inactive minus reblogging once in a while.

[bimbosanddolls]

Just a friendly reminder...

Trans rights are human rights

Trans women are women

Trans men are men

Fuck TERFs

And fuck JK Rowling specifically

[bhstoriesblog]

Bunnies Don't Make Bimbo Gardens

This is based on a series by Dictionary Rainbow on mcstories.com. They deserve full credit for the scenario.

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Karen was at peace in her backyard. A lovely Saturday afternoon to take it easy. She worked tirelessly at the soil of her garden as she planted more of her flowers already in bloom. She dressed in a plain old blue shirt and torn jeans since the task was often more messy than it was probably worth. Her long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail and her unmade up face were very plain as she wiped her brow for dampness. A sudden rustling from the back of her small garden patch caught her attention. Sitting back she craned her neck to see what it could be. Poking it’s head up from the underbrush was a small white rabbit.

“Oh aren’t you just adorable?” Karen grinned as the little critter gave a wiggle to its cute nose.

She went back to tending to her garden as the rabbit hid beneath the plants. Karen thought to herself whether or not they ate tomatoes like the ones she was planting. Tomatoes about the size of her breasts she thought. A strange thought really. It was true though as they jostled around in her fitted top and lacy bra. Their softness bouncing against her arms as she moved the dirt around. Maybe she should have worn some more disposable clothes with all the dirt around. Well it can’t be that dirty if that cute little white bunny was still clean. He wiggled his little nose at her again.

Karen sat back as she took a breather fanning herself. Planting these apple trees was hard work! The cool air whisked over the top of her big perky breasts in her low cut blue blouse. Handfuls to be sure. They heaved in her tight bra as she caught her breath. It really was a beautiful day so of course she had to look good too, even if it meant getting a little dirty. Her jean shorts left her tone legs bare all the way to her sandals. She waved her hands to cool off her face, as to not mess up her light layer of make up. Her hair still pulled back into its blond streaked ponytail as she shook her head from side to side. Despite the heat it really was a nice day. She couldn’t wait for her little trees to grow big and make some nice shade for her. Looking over at them she could see the shy little bunny hiding behind the too thin trunk of the adolescent tree. She could almost swear it’s nose twitched, at her?

“You are just so sweet! Do you like grapefruits too?” Kari asked the little critter as if it would answer.

She couldn’t believe how cute that little bunny was. She didn’t want to scare it away so she leaned over so she didn’t seem so large. While she seemed smaller it did nothing to make her large breasts seem any smaller as they bulged out to top of her tiny top. They glistened with sweat as they wobbled in their tight confines. So slippery that had it not been for her stiff nipples, they may have fallen out. Her top was so brief it only stopped just below her breasts leaving her midsection completely bare. As she bent over it forced her plump rear into the air. Jean shorts could only cover so much when they were a size too small as her cheeks peaked out the bottom of them. She gave her bottom a little wiggle as she reached out to pet the little bunny.

“It’s ok. I just wanna pet your fuzzy lil head,” she cooed as the bunny’s nose wriggled.

She pouted her thick red lips as the bunny took refuge behind one of her cantaloupes. She had tried not to scare it. What had gone wrong? Pulling back the massive weight on her chest dropped as the huge orbs let gravity take hold in her thin blue tube top. The elastic nature of the top let it grip her heavenly mounds tight as they decided whether or not they wanted to escape out the bottom or top of it as they bounced. As she looked down into her cleavage, a small pool of sweat was forming. Their lovely bronze color looked almost edible from all her tanning out in her backyard. No tan lines of course as she would be completely nude. The feeling of smashing her fat tits into her reclined lounge chair to tan made her squeeze her thick thighs together. A light baby blue thong that was by far not even close to dry was wedged into her nethers as she rubbed her legs together. The thin string rose over her nearly nonexistent jean miniskirt as it bunched around her wide hips. Clearing her hips the string emerged again only disappear into the round jiggly cheeks behind her before flaring to try and cover her leaky and aroused sex buried betwixt her meaty thighs. Rearing back further she propped herself on her 4 inch wedge heels as she spread her legs wide. Her scent filled the air as she rose to her feet. She walked to her nearby patio chair with such sexual power that her clothes struggled to contain their loads. Upon reaching the chair she bent at the waist resting her hands on the arms of the chair. Looking over her shoulder she giggled as she gave the bunny the view of it’s life. It’s little nose mimicked her rear shifting from side to side.

Kari nearly toppled over as her tits pulled her down onto her lounge chair. She tried to adjust herself as her blond pigtails obscured her view. Finally she flipped herself around so that she was facing her garden and next to the crystal clear pool she’d recently had installed. Right? Of course she wanted to get a good tan so she had it put in. Laying on her back her vision was completely blocked by tits. The massive things jutted ridiculously from her chest as the tiny bikini tried to hold them together. A difficult task when both were well over the size of her head. As she propped herself up on the backrest they still hide most of her view. Her entire lower body was hidden. The long legs with juicy thick thighs that collided with her ample hips and giant ass that she rested on. Both finding a way to make her thong look even more useless as it struggled to stay on let alone cover anything. Her globular cheeks spread wide beneath her as she panted in sexual need as she opened her legs. She was radiating heat from below as her hands made there way there. Her upper arms squeezing her massive jugs together while she gently stroked her pussy through the thin material. Her left hand broke from its task as it casually, and somehow knowingly, reached off to the nearby table and grabbed a bottle of half used oil. Flicking the top open with a long manicured pink nail she started to empty the container onto herself starting with her steaming crotch. The cool oil felt euphoric as her other hand spread it all over. Her crotch and thighs dripped down to her ass as she began to erratically pour it onto herself the same time she began playing with her clit. She twitched at her own sensitivity causing a stray squirt to hit her beloved tits. How had she managed to forget those? She bit her fat lower lip as she deposited a sizable amount of oil onto her mountainous tits. Inserting two fingers into herself she finally ran the bottle dry as it liberally coated her chest. Lazily she tossed the bottle aside as she massaged the slick substance into her melons. She moaned as her hand tried futiley to grope and squeeze as much of her oversize orbs as it could. Four hands wouldn’t be enough for her even if she had them. She did love seeing them smash and bulge as they were manipulated, by her or others. She loved her big titties. They jiggled and bounced as she humped her hand while the other looked to be valiantly trying to cover as much ground as possible. She felt close as the chair creaked from her curvacious weight rockimg back and forth. A small whine started up as she ride to higher levels of pleasure. Slowly its pitch and intensity rose as she neared her climax. She looked past her massive bouncing titties and out to her garden. Mostly a failed project due to her being not all that bright. Most of her plants had died. All except two huge watermelons. Peaking out from behind one was the small white bunny. With a gently bob of its nose, she came.

“Oh GAWD!” she screeched in a high pitch as darkness overtook her.

It wasn’t the first time Kay Kay was confused. Everything had gone dark. Slowly she opened her heavily made up eyes. Her long lashes fluttered as she took stock of the blurry wall in front of her. Slowly the tingling in her twitching body was easing up as she began to move her limbs. Using her arms she sat up with quite the effort. Of course if you had tits twice the size of your head it would be too. They completely overwhelmed and made a mockery of her thin micro sling bikini. Her thick nipples weren’t even covered as her tits billowed from her breaths. She was still slick and drenched in oil as she sat up straddling the lounge chair. Her thick toned thighs gripped it as her dainty feet landed on the ground in her blue glitter covered stilettos. Arching her back thrust her mighty rear out as the swim floss separated her thunderous cheeks where her platinum blond pigtail braids pooled and clung as they met with her oil slicked body. A small shiver rang through her lower half causing her dangly bellybutton ring to shimmy with her ample curves as she came down from her earth-shattering orgasm. Her permanent pout still moist from a mix of lip gloss, drool, and oil. Oil that had come from nearly suffocating herself in her own titties as she came. With her chest thrust out they nearly rested in her lap. Large and round they dominated her body and in fact her mind. Not much of a gift in that area, she spent most of her time trying to look pretty or chase one of her many thunderous orgasms. The table next to her was very much backing that up, with a plethora of sex toysm pleasuring oilsm and lubes she was no doubt in for a good time. The patio and pool ended next to her garden where she had a product that her inept mind hadn’t managed to kill off yet. Her pride and joy. One very large pumpkin. And peeking from behind it, the cutest white bunny ever.

“Like, hey Mr. Bunbun! Come an’ cuddle with me,” she sung at the fluffy creature.

The bunny however was not persuaded and hopped off around the pool finally disappearing into the shack of pool equipment.

Her oversexed face would have frowned if it could have. “Oh poo. Mr. Bunbun doesn’t want to play. But I bet Mark, like, totes will,” she thought out loud as she pictured the pool boy from down the road that was due to come by today. 

She loved teasing the college kid with her sexy nearly naked body as he tried to do his job. She could always see his erection as she tanned and oiled herself up. He was so adorable. Almost as much as Mr. Bunbun. She gasped as she had a eureka moment. Maybe Mark could capture Mr. Bunbun for her! Then she could totally reward him for it. She knew he loved her massive titties and she loved when people played with them. She thumbed her fat nips just thinking about him fondling, sucking, or fucking them. Her crotch was already on fire again as she played with herself unhindered. Well until she heard the doorbell ring. Suddenly pulled away from her titty play she almost pouted until she realized who it probably was. Mark was here! Kay Kay leapt up as fast as her heavy jugs would let her, nearly destroying the swimsuit in the process. With a sexual gate to her wide hips she clacked her way to the front door on her heels that sent her tits bouncing. She couldn’t wait to show him Mr. Bunbun and reward him properly. Hopefully in a way that ended up with his dick in her. Passing through the back door into the cool interior of her house that set her nipples even harder she failed to notice a small brown bunny in her garden next to a recently planted cucumber plant that Kay Kay had no recollection of planting next to her pumpkin but had plenty of room to grow.

[bmbochangetales]

Beta Reader Changes

“ Hey! Sorry I’m late! Do you have what you want me to check over?” Sarah the beta reader came to the video meeting.

“I’m stuck. I know you don’t usually write sexual stuff so I don’t know if you can help”

“Well I I usually role play to hash out my stories so let’s try for yours. I’m sure we can do this like adults. Send me your files so I can immerse myself more. Do you have a spiral file by chance like the clip we used to edit your last book?

“Yeah, I’ll send it, and I’ll talk you through it while you wait he prepared the files and then began his explanation.

“Okay, a guy agreed to help this girl focus on her work with his hypnosis video. He doesn’t realize he sends an experimental one that’s to create a bimbo transformation because it’s called “B focus” and “be focused”. He didn’t realize he labeled them so closely”

“Okay, accidental file swap. This sounds good so far.” Sara listened more.

“She does the file and wakes up the next day refreshed. She had dreamed of being a huge bimbo but brushed it off. So refreshed so puts effort to her appearance, make up and dressing cute. She does her work. It’s hard to do but she just feels so good. She reports to him and he says make yourself more comfortable and just follow. She does and takes it as wear comfy lingerie and keep her make up on. He sends her version two of the wrong file once more and that’s where I’m stuck. I need her transformation worked out to get to the part so he can fix it”

“Okay so kind of like lead to the climax so he can save the day?” She questioned.

“ I think so” she thinks his answer.

Sarah’s computer pinged “ oh the files came through, good I can work them. You even sent a fake hypnosis file to help. Good! Okay give me a minute to immerse” she read over quick as the video file loaded on her computer. He just waited patiently.

“Download complete” her computer informed her. “Okay. I don’t believe in hypnosis but let me just look at the spiral so I feel like the character” a pink light filled her screen. She stared.

“Let yourself relax” he said. Sara nodded as she leaned back and got more comfortable. She watched the spiral just move gently around and around. It was relaxing. Maybe not to change her brain but to relax, hypnosis might be a thing.

“Sara you ready?” He snapped her out along her trance.

“Oh...umm... yeah,” she stumbled over speaking “I just had a thought. Let me dress like her. You don’t mind if I wear lingerie just so we can beat your writer’s block, right?”

“I mean only if your comfortable Sara.” He said calmly.

“Oh yeah I totally trust you. Let’s see, it says here magenta pink silk and lace top and matching silk shorts that gave her plenty of space to grow. I think I actually have that” she walked away, just thinking of the spiral. She quickly dressed and figured make up was in order. She felt so good as she strutted back.

“Oh wow, you did have it. What a strange coincidence. I’m sorry” he apologized. She put her hand up and shook her head. “ Don’t worry, it’s a common set to own I think” she said not remembering buying it. She went back to reading and she realized something.

“Oh you know this character doesn’t have a name yet, what do you think?”

“ I couldn’t think of one. Suggestions?”

“Ummm, hmmm like it should’ve a name that doesn’t change. Like normal but bimbo sounding. Bimbo, Bimbo...Bimbo...bi....BiBi! Like BiBi. It sounds silly and sexy but could be a normal name.”

“Okay BiBi!” He scribbled some notes.

“ Call me BiBi well we role play! It will help me role play and stay in character so we can get this story right!” She felt kind of cute being called BiBi!

“Okay Bibi, just watch the spiral for a few minutes and you should feel a change” he read out of his writing. “Make sure your comfortable and really focused on the spin and colors”

She opened the file and stared. Shades of pink and white swirled on her screen he watched he through the video and could see the purple swirl start. Her mouth gasped open as she just stared.

“‘BiBi felt her body get soft and relaxed with the swirl on her screen” he read out “she relaxed so much that drool slipped out of her lips” He watched Sara as BiBi as a strand of saliva fell from her lips. “She felt her body get hot but ignored it as the spiral slowed and added blue to the colors. Words started to appear. Bimbo popped on the screen like a pretty pink bubble and popped as drool continued to drip down to her B cup breasts” Sara as BiBi felt her breast get wet and she swore the word was on her screen but the colors kept her calm. She felt so hot but this spiral was cool. This was so good she thought waiting for more guide.

“The word ditz appeared on screen and a pair of oversized lips sucked the word in as BiBi followed, her lips swelling two sizes bigger.” Sara being BiBi imagined it and felt her lips make the sucking motion. It really felt like her lips were getting bigger and her head felt so light and empty. Like she ate the word ditz to make her one. She just dazed out thinking , she always wanted bigger lips. They really felt like they had swollen. She touched them.

“ BiBi poked her lips as more colors appeared. So much drool was covering her chest but she felt so relaxed. Her head tingled as her hair grew out using what was of her intelligence to get long lucious red hair. She was getting dumber but she liked the feeling”

Bibi’s head was super tingly. Her hair tickled and she caught a flash of red. She just felt as she drilled out of her mouth more as her head emptied of intelligence. She felt so good. Maybe she should do some intelligence loss when this role play is over. She felt like really dumb. It felt so good. And her hair looked amazing.

“”Dumbing down, sexy girl. Horny bimbos are fun. appeared in the swirls. Bimbos are dumb ditzy sexy girls! Feel your clothes change, ”repeated for 10 minutes on the screen but to BiBi it felt like seconds ” he read nervous about this part.

BiBi read the words appearing on her screen. They kept flashing. She could be dumber. She was becoming sexy. She was horny so she was fun. She focused as she felt her mind melt the little bit left. She became so turned in she began humpimg in her chair. Her nipples became hard from being so horny. The spiralwas right though this was fun. She looked down to see her outfit change. It became a dress only appropriate to wear to a strip club. He enjoyed the shift seeing the former Sara immersed in her new role. He was almost done.

“Tits inflating now flashed on the screen. BiBi giggled as she felt silicon filling her chest. She loved this new spiral. She was looking like her dream last night. Huge G cup tits grew. She loved her enormous titties.” He read getting confident in his plan.

Were there words on her screen? Sara...noo BiBi giggled because she felt so silly. This couldn’t really happen. She looked down to see her tits slowly pumping up. Tiny Bs grew to Cs past a full D and melon sized DD. They began bouncing at E. So fake and delicious at F. They stopped at G although she wanted them one more size up. But she loved them. She gave them a shake. He was getting so horny from seeing her change and become his dream bimbo.

“You love your juicy ass. Enjoy it and shake it. The screen is a rainbow dominated by pink as BiBi sees bimbo flashing 100 times making her mind a bimbo forever. BiBi focused so hard as the final transformations to her body and mind took hold. She was horny and ready to fuck” he was excited.

BiBi stood up and her tiny dress rose up as her ass swelled. She showed it to the camera becoming like two basketballs. She would probably never find pants again. She stared at the screen as it flashed rainbow and pink with bimbo. She couldn’t blink as it flashed altaking it’s hold on her. She needed cock why was he in the computer. She needed him.

“BiBi felt so good and free. Bimbo life is for me said BiBi. She never wanted to change back. She would have to find master and show him this was better, she quickly got a cab to his house. She would be a good Bimbo for him” BiBi looked at the camera “ bimbo life is for me, let come and show you”

He paused for a second “my card is in you purse give it to the ya I driver and you may try to show me” she scrambled towards her purse and the door. She put on pink high heels as she got a cab. She was ready to be BiBi.

He’ll miss having her as a beta reader but she makes a much better bimbo anyways, he thought as posted for a beta reader for his newest story, finally complete. He stroked Bibi’s head as she sucked his dick. The role playing was continuing on and on. And BiBi got her happy ending.

[bimbosanddolls]

Kelly loved that her girlfriend had a bimbo fetish. She didn't get it at first; the "dumb and slutty" part took some time to wrap her head around. But having huge boobs? That she loved!

She also loved playing with her girlfriend's fetishes. Finding fun and sexy ways to make the kink a reality was so exciting for her. So when she came across something called "Bimbo Juice" online, she had to try it out. All the reviews were great; most of them read like "omggg super yummy!!!” and “my boobies are soooo big now!!! thanks babes!!!" which Kelly assumed were either created as a marketing gimmick or simply people indulging their kinks. Either way, her girlfriend was going to love this.

Of course, Kelly didn’t expect the Bimbo Juice to be real. The first sip was really tasty; it was like drinking liquid cotton candy. She took another drink and, before she knew it, the whole glass was empty. She had like, totally forgot to even tell her girlfriend about it first! Kelly giggled at that. She was such an airhead sometimes!

“Oh well, gotta have some more then!” she said to herself as she began to mix another glass. But then she had the bestest idea! What if she just like, filled a whole water bottle with it! Maybe she could like, make a cute label or something for it too! Like, something pink and sparkly! * * * * *

“Babe?” Kelly heard her girlfriend’s voice from the other room, “You okay? You’ve been gone for – Oh my God! Kelly, what happened to you!?”

Kelly looked down at her chest, which seemed to be stretching out her top more and more by the second, and giggled, “Heya babes! So I like, was makin’ some Bimbo Juice but then I drank it and forgot to tell you so started makin’ more!” She took a sip before holding up her water bottle. “But like, I think it might be real? I didn’t think it was at first but like, ummm, now I dunno. ‘Cause like, I feel all soft and yummy inside. And my titties are super big now too!”

She took another big drink from her bottle and her breasts swelled even more, testing the limits of her t-shirt’s fabric. “It’s pretty yummy, y’know. Wanna try some?”

[bimbosanddolls]

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[cottonundiestf]

The Art of Selfies

Candice didn't understand why her photography professor would assign her a project about selfies, of all things. It was so... reductive. Childish! She wondered if the guys in her class would be expected to spend their time getting invested in taking quality selfies. It was insulting to her talents.

She started with her camera, but something about the framing was wrong. It didn't feel like a selfie, and if she was stuck with this assignment, she should try to get to the heart of a selfie. She hated the thought, but decided to switch to her phone for a more authentic experience.

She used a mirror and snapped another picture, but that wasn't quite right either. Her face was covered; Candice knew it was important for people to be able to see her face. For a proper selfie, at least.

The second attempt was better, but she didn't have the right energy. She'd seen other girls take hot selfies and they were all about confidence and showing off. They were also about filters, and Candice figured playing with those might help with her confidence.

It was amazing what those filters could do! Most of her piercings and tattoos looked like they were totally gone, and her skin was more clear than she'd ever seen it. Candice looked hot. She was actually eager to take another selfie. She even pursed her lips, which she always teased other girls for doing, but it undeniably made her lips look fuller. It was almost like she could feel the difference.

Candice changed from her sweatshirt into something sleeveless to show off more of her flawless skin. She broke out a glossy lipstick her roommate had on her desk to accentuate her pillowy lips so they'd look even better on camera. She was finally embracing the whole selfie thing.

When she looked up selfie techniques, she realized that she should be experimenting with camera angles. Not only could she better sculpt her face, but a good angle and the help of a push-up bra would apparently do wonders for her boobs.

Not that she cared about making her boobs look bigger, but she also didn't NOT care.

The more photos she took, the deeper the angles she picked, and soon it was starting to look like she had pretty big tits. Candice even took off the push-up bra at some point because it was feeling too tight, but she still looked huge!

After a week of selfies, the assignment was the furthest thing from Candice's mind. She was diving deep on trends and sending her selfies to girls and guys all over campus to find out what they thought. After all, selfies were supposed to make you feel good, but they felt even better when you shared them.

When she saw selfies from girls like her, with full lips and big titties, Candi noticed they wore less clothes than she did. She could do that. They also had doe-like, almost empty-headed looks, and Candice could totally pull that off.

In fact, with each selfie, the expression felt more natural. That spacey, sultry look became second-nature. Even when she wasn't taking selfies, Candi started zoning out with her perfect lips parted and her eyes wide and framed with enough makeup to really perfect the dopey stare.

Candi missed her assignment deadline and most of her classes, but her photography professor did still commend her for embracing the Art of Selfies when he subscribed to her private Snapchat.

[cottonundiestf]

Borrowing this nifty Bimbo Type chart from @educating-bimbos because it's just neat!

Send me a message with what dual typing you think I deserve!

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plzzzz some unwilling hucow breast expansion??? love your writing!!

HUCOW HYPNOSIS- URBAN LEGEND DISPROVEN!

Lilian smirked as she typed the title for her stream. This will be the video that makes me famous…

She took a moment to adjust her hair, brushing a strand from her face as she clicked the ‘start stream’ button. Her face took on a cheerful, slightly fake expression.

“Hi folks! Welcome to another episode of Rumor Hunters. And today we’ve got a very special topic…”

“Hucows. That’s right, human cows, or women with massive breasts that only exist to be milked and fucked.”

She paused, watching the chat that had already started to overflow with messages.

“Now…” Lilian gave a smug smile. “While it sounds like a silly internet kink, there are rumors of a cursed videotape that can hypnotize women into real hucows. It’s even been linked to mysterious disappearances…”

So what if she had to play it up for the crowd? Of course it wasn’t real, but views are views.

“That sounds ridiculous, doesn’t it? Of course it’s impossible to be hypnotized against your will. But thanks to an anonymous benefactor, I have the tape available today.”

“I haven’t seen it yet, but I’ll be watching for the first time on stream…right now.”

She paused for dramatic effect. Her view counter was already ticking up steadily.

“Ok then! Let’s get started. I’ll be providing commentary as we go.”

Lillian pulled up the video and clicked play. Immediately she felt a little disappointed, she had hoped for more drama for the audience.

“Ok, it’s just black and white spirals…” She fidgeted with her headphones. “And I’m hearing something, it sounds like…mooing?”

“How stupid. To think some cheap tricks could change someone like that…”

Change someone like what? She’d seen a few examples of hucows while researching the video, and she had to admit they looked happy. There was something enticing about being cared for…

Lillian shivered. She realized she’d been silent for 15 seconds, that was bad for views!

“O-ok. The video’s changing…now it looks like a video of a woman…getting milked?”

She stared, pupils dilating as the image of pumps slowly being attached worked its way into her brain.

“She…looks like she’s having fun.” She was breathing faster, sitting back in her chair, slouching a little.

Lilian suddenly realized her nipples were hard. Almost painful, a little tingly. She tried to brush them with her hand, to smooth the fabric, only stimulating herself in the process. She gasped.

The video ended with more spirals and moos. But they sounded different, not like cows at all. More…worked up.

“Well…that was…” There was a feeling of heat. She felt tight, flushed, restless.

“I’m sorry, I lost my train of thought. But that was hucow hypnosis…disproven.”

The last word came out dull, flat, like she didn’t really believe it. That was awful…I’ll never get any views from this. Maybe I can save it? Watch it one more time, then just cut out everything but the intro and second take?

Lilian coughed into her hand. “I’m sorry, I might have missed something the first time. Let’s give that one more shot, just for completeness.” She’d recovered a bit of her cheeriness, now that the oppressive haze of the video was gone.

Her finger clicked the mouse. She stared eagerly into the screen.

Even when she was ready for it, the video was still overstimulating. She couldn’t follow the spirals fast enough. Everything fell away into a blissful humming.

“M-mooooo….” Lilian snapped back, clapping a hand over her mouth. How had that happened?! She was thinking the women looked so happy, and it might be nice to…join them…

“Oh!” She looked over at the chat messages. They’re calling me a bimbo?! What happened?

She panicked as she looked through the chat log, the video temporarily forgotten.

“Hey! I was not playing with my nipples!” Several comments mentioned it. But she wasn’t that kind of girl!

Ok. Focus. She could still fix this, cut the stream early, blame it on sickness and pretend it never happened.

Something called out to her. There was a message hidden in that video. She needed to figure it out.

Lillian cleared her throat. “Hucows! They…make milk?.” She couldn’t come up with dialogue on the fly, apparently.

“Uh…let’s just finish the video.” She clicked play again, almost looking forward to it this time. What was the hidden message? It gnawed at her. She had to know.

She stared the pumps. The way they moved back and forth, the deep pulling sensation they caused in each swollen breast, the glassy-eyed stares of the hucows…

What would it be like, if I was getting milked like that…

Lillian suddenly snapped back to reality again. She could barely breathe! Something was constricting tightly around her blouse.

But it wasn’t around her blouse. It was the blouse itself.

She screamed as her buttons popped open, each release of pressure starting the next in a chain reaction. There was a plink-plink-plink as the metal hit her desk, bust heaving frantically as she tried to pull the blouse back together.

Lillian groaned. Her bra was tight. Really tight. Boob flesh bulged out in every direction, the cups providing no support at all except nipple covers.

She couldn’t calm down. The sensation was incredible. The straps of her bra groaned, pulling into her shoulders as her breasts continued their unstoppable expansion.

“It…it works! I’m…so…” her eyes glazed over again as she caught a glimpse of the spirals again. “…huge…”

How many people had she affected by streaming that video?!

Lillian didn’t care. She couldn’t care. Her fingers caressed her chest, feeling the fitness, the size…the sensitivity…

The video continued to play as she grew, mindlessly groping herself, not a concern in her mind. A loud SNAP marked the end of her bra, one strap bursting over her shoulder, the cup sliding down to reveal a darkening nipple.

This time, it didn’t break her trance. She only moaned slightly as a familiar white liquid began to bead on the exposed teat.

“Moooooooo…”

[makingdonalddrumpfagain]

[theconcealedweapon]

[wakeupsleepychloe]

We block Nazis here.

We block Trumpers and Muskers and billionaire bootlickers too.

I ain't got time or patience for that bullshit. My porn is not for you, goodbye.

[sophiesbimbofantasy]

if you dont think people deserve rights you dont deserve to see my account

[wakeupsleepychloe]

THIS 👆👆👆

[bhstoriesblog]

"Disgusting!" Ann scoffed at the computer screen. Her boyfriend had left tabs of porn open when he left. All of them lewdly exaggerated figures unlike her own. A pang of insecurity hit her. Closing them one by one she found each to be even more lewd than the last.

The final tab was a swirling pink video. She meant to close it but her hand moved instead to make it full screen. Her eyes locked on it as heat rose in her body. Seconds seemed like hours as she stared at the screen, nipples aching, hips digging into her jeans, lips tingling. She instinctively unbuttoned her pants and jammed her hand into her crotch as she fell to her knees sending her swollen tits bouncing, eyes never leaving the screen. She needed to cum and she needed to bounce as the video drilled into her mind and her fat tits pushed out the small cups of her bra.

*** 3 Hours Later ***

The front door opened as Ann's boyfriend came in.

"Hey I'm back babe," he said almost as a question.

Out of the bedroom bounced the bimbo of his dreams.

"O M G baby Annie totally needs some dick!"

"I take it you saw the video," he said with a smirk.

"Oh it was like, the bestest video evar. It made me feel so bouncy and my titties are sooo huge." From her fat lips, bloated tits, and thick ass she looked designed to be used for pleasure. The tight dress only amplified it with the sheen of wetness leaking between her legs, likely from playing with herself for hours, she looked and smelled desperate for a fuck.

Her boyfriend started to unbuckle his belt and before he could finish she was already on her knees moaning with his dick in her mouth, bobbing and bouncing to let the heaving weight of her chest slam him into the back of her throat. From now on she would be bouncing on or for dick because as the pink video told her.

A Bouncy Bimbo is a Happy Bimbo

[naturaldomintimate]