Bimbo Brew
Concentrating on the pink bubbling concoction in front of her, Chloe added another few drops of Chanel No.5 and gave the potion one last stir causing it to turn an even brighter shade of pink. It certainly hadn’t been cheap or easy creating this potion. She had even had to shop lift several of the items - the MAC makeup in particular had nearly got her caught. But it would all be worth it. Each item had gone in the cauldron, bubbling and dissolving under magical influence to make the potion pinker and pinker. The silicone gel from her brothers tool box had helped her get around one problem, and she had stolen the fake tanning lotion from a girl at school. All was prepared.
Turning off the heat, the teenager walked over to the mirror for a last look at herself whilst she waited for the potion to cool. If her useless Father hadn’t lost his job, maybe she would have never considered what she was about to do. The skinny teenager looked at her flat chest and spotty face - attributes that she never used to worry about. Her intelligence and integrity were what would have carried her through life. But now as her Daddy had no money to pay for university, she was going to have to take an alternative path.
Once she drank the bimbo potion she would change. She would have the body of a living wet dream and her personality and IQ would change to match. It was a price Chloe was willing to pay. Her fathers failure meant she had no choice but to become a filthy golddigging slut. Soon she would have the body, drive and personality to be an alpha bitch. A rich man would be hers and she would have the security she craved. It didn’t mean she wasn’t slightly nervous about what she would become. As she had followed the formula for making the bimbo potion, as each naughty materialistic slutty ingredient went in - she wondered what sort of monster she was creating in herself. Another part of her couldn’t wait…
The potion was ready. It was now or never. Chloe lifted up the cooled pink potion and drank it all in one swift gulp. Pink fire burned through her body and she groaned as she forever damned herself to bimbohood.
“Oh my fucking God YESSS!” she screamed, arching her back in ecstasy as the potion took effect. Her tiny breasts swelled up with silicone, implants pushing them out to an impossible angle of boobtastic perfection. Like a pornstars - her massive new globular DD breasts hung from her chest and she giggled insanely as she cupped them and squeezed their firm perfection.
Chloe’s thin lips plumped out into a permanent slutty pout and her boring brown hair turned a rich golden blonde. Her skin tanned and smoothed, a thick layer of foundation coating her once innocent flesh as flawless makeup accentuated her new beautiful features and she tore the useless glasses from her face. Sharp pink gel nails sprouted from her fingers as the magic spread to her clothing. Her neckline plummeted as her sensible top became a white designer jacket and she was pushed up on strappy white heels.
Chloe’s brain chemistry altered as the potion caused a surge in her mind. Her brain was re-hardwired to enjoy sex and pleasure - materialistic desires were now all that mattered as her once intelligent brain was thrown into a chaos of bitchy, constant scheming and manipulation.
Licking the last few pink drips of bimbo brew from her plump pink lips, Khloe looked down at her improved body and smiled sluttily. “Ahhh that is totes so much better,” she giggled in a fake sounding breathy voice. Her transformation was complete and now she could find a suitable man to own her and provide everything she wanted. Her own Daddy was useless - so it was time to find a new one.
Khloe’s shaven vajazzled vagina moistened with anticipation as she imagined a young footballers hard cock deep inside her, or maybe a rich business mans. It didn’t matter so long as they were rich. Nothing mattered anymore other than getting what she wanted…
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