“Hmm, I don’t know about this Little Miss”.
“Of course you don’t. You don’t know about anything. That’s exactly why we’re here”.
When master’s daughter had burst into her room and shared her secret DimKim was surprised. If there was a secret room in the house then she was sure master would have informed her. She was the bimbo maid after all. Every room had to be spotless, that was what he had said. Besides young Hanna was known for being a liar and a trickster, particularly to the vulnerable and easily manipulated DimKim. It was almost a hobby for the girl to tease her. Yet it was hard to dismiss the other part of her news.
“There it is, like I said”, Hanna declared pointing at the object in the middle of the room. “I bet you anything the elixir is in there”.
It was this promise that had encouraged DimKim to totter after the teen, so excited and hopeful that she hadn’t finished getting changed. Apparently Hanna had found an item to reverse the bimbo affects that she was suffering with, a way to restore intelligence and bring her back to the way she used to be. It was a prospect that was hard to ignore and DimKim didn’t get much of an opportunity to think it over. She barely had independent thought and was worried that if she didn’t follow Hanna then she would never know for sure.
“Well go on, take a look”.
Hanna gave DimKim’s left bum cheek a hard swot with the palm of her hand, causing the girl to squeak in surprise and stumble further into the dimly lit room. The first part of her secret had been true at least. The secret location had been in the library. DimKim had watched as Hanna approached the large, red, leather-bound book ‘BMBO: A History’ and pushed it into the shelf where it resided. There was a soft click before the bookcase parted, revealing the area. Hanna gave her a clear ‘I told you so’ raise of the eyebrows and together they had hovered on the threshold.
Now she was further inside DimKim looked around. The place was sparsely furnished and understandably very dusty. Besides the ornate plinth that presumably contained the so called elixir the only other furniture was an old leather couch and antique chest. There was no light source other than that which came from the library and of course there were no windows or doors. The footsteps from her teetering heels echoed off the concrete walls, exemplified by the wooden floor as she got closer.
DimKim’s curious doe eyes marvelled at the decorations on the plinth. It looked very old and yet very elegant. Bending above the bowl she could see a liquid inside. The contents were still and clear. The light didn’t reach inside so It was difficult to make out the colour. She placed her fingers around the edge and dropped her mouth open slightly as she squinted inside.
“We haven’t got all day DimmyKimmy. Are you going to drink it or what?”
DimKim looked back and tried with every ounce of her existing intelligence to read Hanna’s face. Her mouth was slid into a smirk but these days that was almost a permanent feature on the cheeky girl’s face. Her eyes were wide in interest and arms folded as a sign of impatience. It didn’t look like she was going to close the exit and flee given the way her legs were crossed, her heel tapping on the wood.
“Why don’t I put this a different way”, the teen continued. “As your superior I order you to drink it. In this house you are the lowest of the low and my daddy is the head of the household. In his absence I’m in charge so dip your dirty fingers inside, scoop it up and bring it up to your slutty lips. Drink!”
DimKim wasn’t entirely sure of her logic, especially when it came to obeying her orders but she figured she had little choice in the matter.
“Yes, Little Miss”, she whispered as she slid her hands inside.
The liquid was stone cold to the touch and as she brought it upwards she could see it was as colourless as water. Pressing her palms to her lips she took the drink in one tentative sip.
“So…How was it?” Hanna asked.
“Mmmm, tastes like…lemonade”, she replied, smacking her lips together in content. “Sweet….sticky…I’m gonna have some more”.
As she dipped in she was vaguely aware of the high pitched giggle that escaped Hanna’s lips and the sound of her footsteps as she scurried away. When she took the second gulp DimKim realised two things. One was that the drink obviously had some addictive qualities and two, her intelligence was exactly the same. In fact it seemed like she was getting dumber more than anything. Before long she was taking a third and fourth handful, smiling as bubbles seemed to tickle on her tongue, more like popping candy than a fizz.
When master bellowed into the room she had drunk more than half of the bowl. She had no idea how much time had passed but now that her attention had been brought away from it she felt severely dizzy and light headed. She wasn’t able to form a single thought in her brain and when she opened her mouth to speak she couldn’t remember how to form any words.
“Mass…massa” She drooled. “Da…dada?”
“Oh my god what are you doing!” He cried as he stepped inside, grabbed the top of her arm and dragged her out of the room. “That stuff lowers IQ you dummy and the process is irreversible. I leave you for a minute and this happens!”
“Nah, wan more”, DimKim squealed scrabbling back towards the plinth desperately but unable to due to master’s strength.
When they were back in the library DimKim caught sight of Hanna. She was dressed and acting much younger than her seventeen years, eyes wide and innocent, hand pressed to her heart in false concern.
“I thought she was cleaning Daddy”, she said softly. “If only I’d known I would have stopped her, honest”.
“I know you would darling”, he replied, his anger lessening slightly. “Jeez, there’s no way she can perform her maid duties now. She’s practically a vegetable. I’m going to have to hire another bimbo. God knows how much that is going to cost. How an earth did she find out about that room?”
“I’ve no idea”, Hanna lied, looking down and shuffling a foot on the carpet. “Daddy, since DimKim can’t do her chores anymore can I have her? Maybe I can find some menial jobs for her to do that her intelligence can cope with”.
“I guess so. I suppose DimKim should count herself lucky that you’re so kind and caring. Now Daddy needs to go into the office and make some calls to clear this mess up. Can you make sure no one disturbs me please?”
Hanna nodded as he walked away leaving her and DimKim alone.
“You really are a dim Kim”, she smirked. “So dim in fact that you’ve wound up as my dolly. Come, come DimKim, or should I say Barbie. I’ve got some life-size outfits for you to try on and when we’re done playing dress up you can start your new duties. I’ve got an ‘itch’ between my legs and I’m sure your tongue will be just perfect to ‘hit the spot’”.
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