Eddie and Volt x bimbo live wire idea.
You weren't really a bimbo before the dateviators, but you had fantasies of being a dumb, pretty girl.
You had the body for it but always focused on other things, but now you have the glasses and all the time in the world to change that.
You start slow, buying a little new make up and some cute pink clothes, then you meet Eddie and Volt.
Volt convinces you to go all out.
The packages finally arrive around the time you three start dating.
Volt dolls you up, turning you into the bimbo girl of your dreams and Eddie finds you.
You're sitting on the bar all cute, giggling and drunk, Volt cooing over his princess.
"Ah, Eddie! Join us! I'm sure our livewire is happy to see you!"
Eddie secretly finds it so cute and hot that you're a dumb, sweet, pretty bimbo.
He ends up fucking you while you're bent over the bar.
[Potential Daddy Eddie & Mommy Volt follow up]
Slight off topic but not really, but what if the Dateviators kind of overworked your brain in a way that made it so, when you took the glasses off, you kind of got dumber/bimbo-fied? I don't know if that even makes sense, but I love the idea of accidentally bimbo-fying oneself and the objects are living for it...
Eddie doing everything for you—any physical labor? Well, he doesn't want you to ruin your nails or your outfit, just go sit and sip and giggle at whatever Volt is saying (or you know... Look at him while he rolls his sleeves up... He'd never admit it willingly. but Eddie is just as much of an attention whore as Volt, at least when it comes to you two).
For Volt, of course, he'd love for you to tell him about all the cute things you did that day! Oh, you went shopping? Why don't you put on a little show, hm?
The two of them, Eddie especially, are actually a bit surprised at how much they actually enjoy your airy, out-of-focus giggles and the confused looks you give them when they accidentally talk just a bit too fast for your brain to process. The outfits don't surprise them, of course—why wouldn't they like seeing their spark wear tiny. itty-bitty skirts? Eddie loves lifting you up against the bar, your toes barely grazing the ground while the fat tip of his cock bullies your poor cervix...
All while, the only noises that escape your mouth are high-pitched whines—maybe even babbling their names in that cute, barely comprehensible way.
"Mm!" You wiggle your hips, ass raised high in the air. Volt is behind you, massaging the fat gently, pressing sweet kisses against your skin that seem to sting in the best possible way. Eddie is in front—still dressed, petting your head gently while you nuzzle against his bulge gently. The only thought in your head is Eddie's smell and Volt's touch. They don't talk- Well, not to you, anyways. Or maybe they are? You're not quite sure, you're struggling to pay attention to anything being said.
That is, until Eddie taps your cheek gently. He's looking down at you, a grin playing at his lips. Volt chuckles from behind, "Sweet Spark, you didn't hear a word, did you?" He coos smoothly, thumb rubbing your clit in tight circles.