Bimbo Universe 3, page 1
part #1 of Bimbo Universe Series
Bimbo Universe
Part 3
Valentina DiMarco
Contents
1. Brian’s Bimbo Trophy Wife
2. A Taste of Summer Bliss
3. The CEO’s Transformation
Also by Valentina DiMarco
© 2020 Valentina DiMarco
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This short story contains adult content and is only intended for mature (18+) audiences.
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1
Brian’s Bimbo Trophy Wife
“I think my husband is cheating on me with his secretary.”
The moment Jenna Brimwell uttered those words out loud, she couldn’t push the thought to the back of her mind anymore. She glanced at the TV and cringed in disgust as a commercial for Summer Bliss came on. Summer Bliss made her think of Brian’s company…which made her think of his long days work…which led her right to his possible affair.
Jenna couldn’t prove anything, but the last time she tried calling his direct extension, the secretary, Tanya, had picked up and giggled in a breathy voice, “Sorry, Mr. Brimwell is very busy right now.” Before Jenna could say another word, Tanya had hung up the phone.
Even more suspicious, Brian was coming home late, his clothes disheveled, but in a surprisingly good mood. Sure, the merger with United Cola Universe had made him happy. Something, however, seemed different now…
She didn’t know what she could have done better when it came to her marriage. Jenna had always taken a back seat to her husband’s ambitions. She never maxed out his credit cards. She kept the house looking beautiful, and she kept herself looking beautiful, too. Or was she not his type anymore?
Jenna scrutinized her own reflection in the mirror. She was a slender, straight line in her short red dress. Brian had always told her he loved her petite breasts and her cute little butt and her thin legs. And Jenna, as a result, had spent the last few years on a healthy diet and rigorous exercise program to ensure that she never lost her slim figure.
But why Tanya? What did she have that Jenna lacked? Tanya wasn’t sophisticated or well-connected. Hell, she was just a woman who answered phones for a living.
At that moment, the front door swung open. Jenna stealthily rushed out of her bedroom and down the back stairs to the kitchen, careful not to trip in her heels. She pulled the roast chicken out of the oven and rushed to the dining room to light some candles. Brian liked to have a nice dinner waiting for him when he got home.
“Honey!” she cried, flashing a bright white smile as she greeted him. “You’re just in time for dinner!”
Brian had a case of sodas in his hands. “Perfect. Because I know what we’re going to drink!”
“Oh. Summer Bliss?” asked Jenna in a disappointed voice. Her mind spun through its usual circle of thoughts and landed on Tanya. Should she confront Brian tonight, or wait until another day?
“The first shipments went out, and they sent me some free cases. I think you’ll love it,” Brian said. His smile was too wide, too excited.
“All right. I’ll try it. But just a little!” Jenna said. “Now go get out of that suit and make yourself comfortable. Okay, baby?”
As Brian headed upstairs without even giving her a kiss, Jenna groaned in disgust and blamed herself for this. She couldn’t sound sexy and inviting if she tried. No wonder her husband was sleeping around. He was perfectly content getting dinner at home and hot sex at work.
When Brian finally met her in the dining room, dressed down in his sweats, Jenna couldn’t conceal her fears any longer.
“Brian, are you cheating on me?” she asked bluntly.
Brian’s hand, which was pouring a can of Summer Bliss into a glass, trembled visibly.
“What? Cheating? Honey, what are you talking about?” he said, letting out a dry chuckle.
Jenna put her hands on her hips. “When I called your office — your direct line — your stupid little secretary picked up. What was that about?”
He froze. “Jenna, I…I…” Brian, as ruthless and selfish as he was, couldn’t lie to his own wife. “Jenna, I may have slipped up. And I’m sorry.”
“Slipped up? Really? What could Tanya possibly offer you that I can’t?” Jenna asked, throwing her hands in the air. “She’s…she’s a nobody!”
“Jenna, let me assure you, my attraction to Tanya is purely physical. We have nothing inc common. You’re still the only woman I love,” Brian said earnestly. He slid the glass of fizzing soda towards his wife, who was now standing next to him. She towered over him in her sky-high stilettos. Jenna wouldn’t let him ignore her.
“Physical attraction? Brian, I’ve met her before. She’s not your type. I thought I was your type.”
“Listen, I know this is a lot to take in, but…it all has to do with Summer Bliss,” Brian sighed. “Jenna, please don’t repeat this to anyone. The soda has magical effects on women’s bodies. It gives them big breasts and big butts and makes them want to fuck all the time…”
Jenna stared down at him, her mouth hanging open in utter shock. “Brian…” She pushed her straightened honey-colored hair behind her ears, revealing the diamond studs he’d bought her for their fifth wedding anniversary. “Brian, stop making shit up!”
“It’s true. I’m sorry, but it’s all true.”
“And since when do you like boobs and asses, anyway?” Jenna asked indignantly.
“I didn’t know until Tanya transformed. I’d never fantasized about a woman who looked like her before,” Brian admitted. “I guess I never knew what I was missing.”
Jenna wiped the stray tear that glistened on her cheek. She spent a few long moments analyzing the glass in front of her, putting the pieces together. She may have been a classic trophy wife, but she wasn’t a stupid woman. “So let me get this straight: you’re saying that Summer Bliss transformed her, and that’s why you fucked her? And now you want me to drink it and be transformed, too? So I can be just as hot as your slutty mistress?”
“Or you can divorce me. Whatever you want to do, Jenna. I’m giving you a choice.”
She felt helpless. Neither option was great: Jenna could turn herself into the woman that her husband wanted her to be, or she could leave him and walk away from her marriage with nothing except for her dignity. After some deliberation, Jenna realized that she hadn’t spent years married to Brian just so she could end up alone and broke. She knew what she had to do to maintain her lifestyle and her reputation.
“Fine,” she said, snatching the glass off the table. She downed it in a few swigs. Then she slammed the empty glass down again, nearly smashing it with her aggressiveness. “Are you happy?”
Brian smiled up at her. “Tastes good, doesn’t it?”
Jenna thought for a second. Then, placidly, she replied, “Yeah. It’s delicious, Brian.”
“Thank you, Jenny. Thank you for forgiving me. I promise, I’ll never sleep with Tanya again, as long as this actually works,” Brian said, making his fidelity conditional on Jenna’s appearance post-transformation. He didn’t want to shackle himself to an inferior woman.
Her lips curled into a grin as the soda’s effervescence spread through her body. She felt lighter than air. Her anger at Brian evaporated. Her troubled thoughts popped like tiny little bubbles, leaving behind nothing but blissful emptiness.
She watched her A cup breasts blowing up under her form-fitting dress. Snap! Her delicate bra gave way as her boobs doubled, tripled, quadrupled in size. The red fabric clung tightly to her expanding hips and thighs, stretching to the limits over her suddenly ample bosom. Her rock hard nipples looked like they would pierce through the fabric at any moment.
Jenna smiled at her husband with flushed cheeks and reddened lips. Her new shape gave her outfit an entirely different vibe. She had gone from classy and elegant to va-va-voom in a matter of moments.
“Oh, Brian…I feel so good…” she cooed, her voice coming out in a sultry purr. Her fingers danced across her luscious curves as she admired her new figure. “What do you think, baby?”
“I think you’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” Brian murmured, leaping to his feet to embrace her.
Jenna couldn’t remember the last time that he had hugged her so tightly. And then he kissed her and she melted into his embrace, their tongues searching for each other, mouths moving hungrily, hands roaming each other’s bodies. Jenna felt horny and slutty and unable to control herself. She was suddenly lustful for her husband’s body and his perfect, huge cock.
She felt his hard bulge through his pants and began to grind against him, turning around and rubbing her ass on his crotch as if they were dirty dancing.
“Is my butt big enough?” she asked, casting a sultry look over her shoulder.
“I don’t know,” Brian muttered. “I need to see it to decide.”
Jenna struggled with the zipper on her dress. The garment, strained by her fleshy curves, ripped off of her and she let it fall to the floor, giggling at the sight of her $500 dress suddenly reduced to a pile of rags. She kicked off her high heels and stood before Brian in nothing but her panties.
“Well?” Jenna breathed, lips
He stripped out of his shirt and grabbed his sexy wife by the waist. “I think you’re perfect now, Jenna.”
He pushed her against the countertop and kissed her passionately, his hands exploring those big breasts, that delicate waistline, that sexy ass. He shoved his fingers under her panties and she moaned as he roughly probed her wetness.
“Nice and wet for me already,” he murmured. “That’s my girl.”
He yanked off her panties and then removed the rest of his own clothes. Brian pulled Jenna down on top of him onto the floor. He gruffly pulled her pussy over his face and, with rapid swirls of his long tongue, stimulated her until she came hard. Then he begged her to ride him.
Jenna, in spite of the size of her enormous bouncing breasts, managed to deliver an athletic performance. She rode her husband’s cock like a porn star, releasing all of her pent-up lust in the span of a few minutes.
All she wanted was to make Brian happy. It was all she had ever wanted…
Brian had never seen his wife like this before. She was unrecognizable, physically and in terms of personality. In fact, other than superficial details, she was exactly like Tanya now. They even sounded the same when they moaned.
He gazed up blissfully at the huge breasts jiggling above him, then shifted his eyes towards the tight pink slit that swallowed his cock over and over. Brian wouldn’t have to dread coming home to his flat-chested, frigid wife anymore. He had turned Jenna into his perfect woman.
A few bounces later and he couldn’t contain himself. Brian exploded inside her pussy, lifting himself up just enough to caress those perfect breasts while he came inside her. Then he collapsed again.
Jenna hopped off his dick and lay on top of him, nearly smothering him with her tits.
“Be careful with those things!” he laughed.
“Sorry,” she giggled sheepishly. She kissed him on the cheek. “Was that good, Brian?”
“It was…very good. Did you enjoy it?”
“Uh-huh,” she purred, kissing him again. “I love you, babe.”
It occurred to Brian then that he would never be able to have an intelligent conversation with his wife again. He would always come home from work to a dumb bimbo pawing at him, begging him for sex.
And for some reason, none of that sounded too bad to him.
Brian had dumped his stocks this morning. Who knew what would happen when every woman in the world started to turn into a ditzy sexpot? He was ready to sell the house and move to an island with Jenna. He couldn’t wait to see her in a skimpy bikini on a beach somewhere, tan breasts pouring out, ass jiggling as she ran across the sand towards him.
And if Jenna didn’t complain, maybe he could bring beautiful Tanya along, too.
It sounded like heaven.
2
A Taste of Summer Bliss
Reports about Summer Bliss’s effects on women first appeared in local newspapers and social media posts. The tales were so absurd that many assumed these stories were nothing but hoaxes.
First there was the report of the college professor who chugged a soda before performing a raunchy strip tease in the middle of a lecture hall. Then there was the story of the ordinary housewife who accepted a free sample of Summer Bliss at the supermarket and immediately fucked the young male employee who had offered it to her.
A group of young women in college started a #summerblisschallenge hashtag to post the effects of the beverage on their bodies. One by one, the women transformed from slender, athletic girls into ridiculously curvy vixens. Their followers accused them of manipulating their photos and videos, since their makeovers were so crazy and unbelievable.
As a result of this shocking surge in transformations, many stores stopped selling Summer Bliss less than a week after it hit the market. Commercials were pulled from TV and radio. Billboards were torn down. United Cola Universe’s stock plummeted.
The world had gotten a taste of Summer Bliss, and now it was terrified. These transformations didn’t appear to be reversible. Countless women had already turned into bimbos. But how many? And would the company take responsibility for its actions?
Neil, the man behind the bimbofication formula, decided it was best to stay in hiding for a while. He had his two sexy girlfriends, Laura and Crystal, with him, and they were all that he needed. Besides, he could always use his basement lab to come up with new projects. Maybe, just maybe, he could devise an antidote for the Summer Bliss transformations. He’d make a fortune off of it.
Neil got to work formulating the antidote right away. There wasn’t any time to waste. Of course, he noticed that the only people who seemed to be freaking out about Summer Bliss were women. Men everywhere were keeping quiet; they were secretly happy that their wives, girlfriends, and coworkers were becoming sexy, simple creatures who just wanted to have fun and get fucked…
3
The CEO’s Transformation
In her luxurious office, United Cola Universe’s high-achieving CEO was fielding yet another call from a major newspaper.
“I can assure you, there’s no reason for consumers to be alarmed by Summer Bliss,” Kate Klein said curtly. She adjusted her collar. The reporter’s pointed questions were making the CEO break out in a nervous sweat. “This is nothing but a social media hoax. Summer Bliss has no negative effects on women! Besides, I drink it all the time, and I’m fine.”
Now that was a lie. Kate didn’t even like soda. She liked being a businessperson and making deals. She liked acquiring companies and sucking them dry to increase her profits. She wished she’d never agreed to buy Brimwell Pharmaceuticals. She wondered if one of that company’s disgruntled employees had started this rumor in order to ruin UCU’s reputation.
Her secretary buzzed her. “Ms. Klein, someone named Ted is here to see you,” she said in a giggly voice. “And he’s pretty cute! Actually, he’s super cute…”
Kate rolled her eyes. Even her own secretary, once a reliable, serious woman, had been reduced to a bubbly, dumb blonde after getting a sip of Summer Bliss. This whole thing was a mess. Kate knew that Summer Bliss was to blame, but how? Why?
She understood that her career was as good as over. Kate had spent her entire life striving to become a wealthy, successful woman. She had an Ivy League degree. She hadn’t dated in over a decade. This business was her existence. She didn’t know what she’d do if it failed.
“Let him in,” she sighed.
The man who entered her office a moment later was one that Kate didn’t recognize. He was young and attractive and there was an earnestness about him that was almost alien to Kate, who had spent much of her life lying through her teeth to get what she wanted.
He was a little out of breath, as if he’d run in here. “Ms. Klein, it’s so good to meet you. I’m Ted. I work in Brimwell’s lab, and I can tell you everything that happened. In fact, I was trying to warn Brian Brimwell about this a while ago, and he wouldn’t listen. That’s why I came to you!”
Kate stared at this young man, scrutinizing him, sizing him up. She didn’t trust him. He was probably trying to get a confession out of her; he wanted her to admit that she was complicit in all of this. Kate decided that no matter what he said, she would continue to defend her innocence and her reputation.
Ted was shaking. It had been so hard to get in contact with Kate Klein herself, and now he was finally here in her office. She looked intimidating, her bleached blond hair swept up in a tight bun. She was wearing a white blouse and a pin-striped skirt. Kate looked older than her thirty-something years because she dressed like a boss; she wasn’t unattractive, but she exuded coldness.
Kate was a far cry from her busty blonde secretary, who was wearing a hot pink halter top and actually tried to kiss Ted when he walked into the reception area. Ted knew that the poor woman was yet another victim of Summer Bliss. As much as he would have liked to kiss her, he passed on the opportunity, not wanting to get distracted on his way to speak with the CEO.
