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What's for dinner, Brenda?
Whatever you make or go buy yourself, Josh! You're 20 years old!
That's not very motherly of you, Brenda.
You had already left for college when I married your father, Josh. It's not my fault you dropped out and moved back and it certainly doesn't make me your mother!
Well I WAS going to make us both dinner with my new wishing stone, since dad is out of town, but not if you're going to have that attitude!
What the fuck is a wishing stone?
It's a stone that grants wishes, Brenda. Not complicated.
And you were going to wish us both dinner? And magical fairies were going to deliver shawarma?
You sound skeptical.
Oh course I'm skeptical! You're being a dumbass! If you can wish for dinner, prove it!
Not with that attitude of yours! Of course, there's no reason I can't fix that.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean.
I just really wish you had a friendlier attitude, Brenda.
OH! Oh Josh, that's so sweet of you! Thank you for helping me stop being such a bitch!
Oh, it's my pleasure, Brenda! Really, it's the least I can do for my favorite stepmom!
<giggle> I'm your only stepmom, silly!
Well that's why I have to take good care of you, isn't it! I've watched enough porn to know how lonely hot stepmom's get when their husbands are out of town!
<giggle> You're naughty! You shouldn't watch porn!
I really wish you didn't think so.
I don't! Porn is awesome! Oh! Was that your wishing stone again?
It was indeed! You're such an observant little step mom! Observant and horny. So very, very horny!
You're right! I am really, really horny, now that you mention it!
Hey, since you have a better attitude now, and neither of us is hungry, why don't I wish a new outfit for you?
Really? I would totally love anything you wished for!
Of course you would!
<squeal> I look like such a slut! It's perfect!
FUN NEIGHBORS
Scent and Insensiblity
Levi was freaking out. He was working his part time job cleaning the Biotechnology building and he smelled like disinfectant. That wouldn't normally be a problem, but he had his history class immediately afterwards and the fates or the gods or some other supernatural entity with a cruel sense of humor had made caused Professor Paulson to assign Eric to a small group project with what had to be the two hottest women on campus.
Deja Hansen was of Indian and Swedish parentage, with cinnamon skin and glossy black hair and a figure that defied explanation. Rhiannon Burns was an Australian attending school in the U.S. to play soccer, her long auburn hair in a constant ponytail, her long toned legs on constant display.
And Monday, when they sat down to discuss their group project, both women had immediately started wrinkling their perfect noses. They scooted as far back from Levi as they could and still communicate. They cut off the brainstorm session as soon as they could. Levi couldn't believe what he thought was good luck turned out to be the worst luck.
So he had planned for today. He came in early. He did the disinfectant work first and trash collection last and he would have just enough time to bike to his dorm, get a quick shower and change of clothes, then get to class.
And then Dr. Brainerd found him and accused him of ignoring the note he ledt telling him about a Candida outbreak in his incubator. Levi could have sworn there was no such note when he started work, but he'd been forced to clean and sterilize the the incubator and now he smelled like disinfectant AND fungus with 15 minutes until class. Fuck!
He rushed tobthe men's room to see what he could do. He washed his hands and face and cursed himself for not at least stuffing a clean shirt and some body spray in his backpack.
And then he remembered the cologne bottle. He had found it in one of the lab trash cans, one of the ones for paper towels and such, not biohazards. Still, it had annoyed him. There was glass recycling just outside the building! He had pocketed it, planning to recycle it on the way out.
He pulled it out. The bottle was unlabeled. He hesitantly sniffed it. It actually smelled good! Better than disinfectant and fungus, at least! What did he have to loose? He spritzed his neck and wrists and armpits and did a quick spritz down the front of his pants for good measure. He'd probably smell like an 8th grade dance party, but it was bound to be better than when he started.
He rushed to his bike and booked it across campus in record time, oblivious to the chemical reaction going on as his sweat mixed with the mysterious cologne and residual disinfectant. He was only vaguely aware that he smelled better than he thought he would.
Professor Paulson gave a quick reminder of the parameters of the group projects then had them break into their groups of three. Deja and Rhiannon reluctantly pulled their chairs towards Levi, though keeping as far back as they reasonably could and still be considered sitting in a group. Deja had taken the lead during their first meeting and naturally took to it again, laying out how she thought the project on the cultural impacts of the industrial revolution should go.
But she started to seem distracted after a sminute or so, misspeaking, forgetting words and, to Levi's horror, wrinkling her nose. He had really hoped the cologne had worked!
And then Rhiannon scooted her chair closer to him. Levi had been focused on Deja but now he saw that the Australian woman was smiling at him. Confused, he smiled back.
"Good idea!" Deja said and scooted in even closer.
"You smell really good today!" Rhiannon said.
"Doesn't he though? " Deja agreed, bending forward and sniffing deeply, then leaning back in her
Before Levi could think of a response to that, Rhiannon put her nose right against his neck and sniffed.
"Oh wow!" She exclaimed and sat back, stroking her inner thigh and giggling.
"I've been talking to much," said Deja, scooting her chair even closer and leaning forward to place a hand on his knee. "What do you think we should do, Levi? I bet you have really good ideas!"
"Mmhmm!" Rhiannon agreed, scooting in to claim his other knee. "You should tell us what to do, Levi. I know I'd do just about anything you wanted me to do."
Narrated
Oh, Hi, Jolene! Sorry if we got a little noisy last night.
A little noisy, Roy?! The music was pounding until two in the morning! Some bimbo is still passed out drunk in the hallway! I don't know why I'm complaining to you instead of the landlord!
Oh, well I can explain that! I narrated you to!
You what?
Jolene didn't understand that her neighbor had developed the ability to narrate the course of reality and was completely oblivious to his running narration. She pushed ahead with her complaint, ignoring his strange response.
Look, the rules are in your lease, same as mine! Quiet time in the building is from 9 pm to 7 am, even on the weekends.
I'm really sorry, Jolene! I promise I'll check in with you before throwing any more parties.
Roy was not really sorry. He was just fucking with his helpless neighbor. Jolene was having a hard time remembering why she had knocked on her neighbor's door. She had forgotten her glasses and was a little drunk, having spiked her morning coffee with whiskey.
Though it seems you may have been having a little party of your own this morning!
A party? No. I mean, I did have an Irish coffee or two. Maybe three. But, it's, like, Saturday. Nothing wrong with that.
Of course there's nothing wrong with that! You're an adult woman who can make her own choices!
Of course, Roy was now narrating her choices, but she didn't know that. Jolene felt a little guilty lying to Roy like she had. She had only had the one Irish coffee. After that, she started doing shots. She lost track of how many.
Thas' right! I'm a grown ass womans! <hic> <giggle>
Jolene had a huge crush on her neighbor and had been trying to work up the nerve to flirt with him. She thought a little alcohol would help, but she over did it and was completely schnockered. She had put on her skimpiest outfit, leaving her bra and panties on her bedroom floor, and stumbled over intent on seduction, using her big tits to argue her case.
You might have noticed I'm a big girl! <giggle>
I have noticed before, but I must admit, it's much more noticeable this morning! I mean, wow! You should wear tank tops more often!
Deep down, Jolene was a complete bimbo. She tried to hide it, but alcohol brought it out with a vengeance.
OMG! <giggle> I totally should! You have the best ideas, Roy!
I do, don't I? Here's an idea! I was just about to make mimosas! Why don't you come in and I'll make you one too!
Oh thas so sweet! But I'm alreazy a lil drunk...
So a little more won't even matter!
Jolene couldn't disagree with that logic.
It won't matter one bit! <giggle>
I forgot I was out of prosecco. I hope you don't mind a screwdriver instead.
She did not mind and didn't even notice that it was nearly half vodka as she guzzled it down.
I don't mind at all! <giggle><glug><glug><glug><hic><giggle>
In Jolene's mind, they were chatting and getting to know each other as she got drunker and drunker, but in reality Roy was using his narrative powers to rewrite her history. Jolene had started stripping to pay for college, but she enjoyed it so much she soon dropped out. Nothing made her feel more validated than when men admired her body. She started acting like a bimbo more and more as she found that men were more likely to openly ogle her if they thought she was a total airhead. Soon, she wasn't even sure it was an act anymore.
She got implants and started dressing slutty even when she wasn't working. Her friends and ffamily had been concerned but Jolene found new friends, other bimbos that supported her chosen lifestyle! During the pandemic, she started doing webcam shows and found she could make even more money than she had been making stripping!
Jolene was so happy to finally tell Roy about what she did for a living! He was really into it, not all judgy like some guys. She loved how he unapologetically stared at her rack!
So how big are your implants, Jolene?
1000cc! I had to work my way up to this size. If you go too big too fast you can get stretch marks! I'm thinking about going even bigger, but my doc says I should wait at least another six months.
You should probably follow his advice. Besides, they're a very nice size right now! Really great tits!
You are so sweet! <giggle>
Of course, what I really like is your ass. I check it out every time you walk down the hall. And when you're going up the stairs? Damn!
Jolene's pussy gushed at that. She was very proud of her ass. Her tits were great, but that was mostly the surgeons. Her ass was her own accomplishment, built with hours of squats and hip thrusts. Nothing turned her on more than a guy who admired her ass!
Oh, you like this, do you?
I do indeed! It's your best feature! I actually think of you as a fine piece of ass!
That's so hot! <giggle> I think of myself as a fine piece of ass!
Oh wow!
Touch it, Roy! I need you to grab my ass! I'm so horny!
Roy proceeded to fuck her brains out. It was the best sex she ever had! Every time she thought they were done, he'd narrate his cock back to full tumescence and go back to pounding her to another monster orgasm.
She was very loud and at one point she asked Roy if she might be disturbing the neighbors. He assured her that, if they were, he'd take care of it.

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Leveraging Assets
So, Asher, Ben tells me you have ideas on how we can leverage our current assets to maximize our market share while maintaining a fighting-trim payroll! I don't usually put a lot of stock in consultants, but Ben assures me you're not a typical consultant! How are you going to wow me?
Well, Cynthia, I thought I'd start with spontaneous bimbofication.
I'm sorry, is that supposed to be some kind of joke?
No, I don't actually know anything about business, but I have been able to leverage the one skill I do have. Let me show you.
Wha… What's happening?
I told you, Sindi! Spontaneous bimbofication! She really is a total airhead, just like you said, Ben!
<giggle> I'm a dummy alright! But at least I have big tits!
You do indeed, Sindi! And now Ben and I are going to show you how to leverage your big tits to maximize your incoming ejaculate.
I don't even know what that means!
We're going to fuck you in every way possible, bimbo.
Oh wow! <giggle> so kewl!
Hey babe! Did you get that file I sent you?
The one that turns you into a bimbo with humongous tatas? Yeah, I got it! <giggle>
Oh, good!
I went to BimboTech and all I got was this stupid t-shirt!
Oh! And tiddies! Big old tiddies!
<giggle>
Buena chica
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I get this question asked way to often
It’s never enough
A slut like you should destroy her brain with porn
She should edge herself daily and for hours
Look at how smart and perfect she looks!
You can be just like her so don’t hold back now

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BIMBO-COLA
I don't get it, Mr. Petty. We're a pharmaceutical company. Why branch out into softdrinks?
Well, Coca-Cola was invented by a pharmacist and originally sold as a remedy. There's definitely a precedent
I guess. What were you planning to call it?
We're not sure! That's why we called in our marketing expert, Lacy! Give it a taste and tell us what will sell it!
Well, okay, if you really think the market will bear another soda.
<crack><fizz><glug>
Five Minutes Later
All gone! <giggle>
Good girl, Lacy! You don't still think it tastes funny, do you?
It tastes so yummy! And the bubbles are all, like, bubbly! They tickle my brain! <giggle>
Oh, that might be a good marketing slogan, once we figure out a name. You're so good at marketing, Lacy!
Yeah! <giggle> I'm the best!
I bet you'd like that to try the other flavors now!
There's other flavors? OMG! YES, I wanna try!
OK! But the dyes we use can stain clothing, so you should probably take your clothes off before we give you anymore. You're comfortable with that, right?
I'm totally comfortable with that! <giggle>
Ten Minutes Later
OK, last flavor! We're temporarily calling it Black Cherry Brain Bomb because the black cherry flavoring lets us mask a higher concentration of drugs than the bubblegum, cotton candy and strawberry flavors.
Cool <giggle> So there's, like, drugs in it?
Well, Lacy,we are a pharmaceutical company, after all.
Oh! Right! <giggle> I forgot!
That's OK, Lacy. Be a good little bimbo and drink that down.
I'm a good little bimbo! <crack><fizz><glug‐glug>
What do you think about calling it Bimbo-Cola, Lacy?
OMG! <giggle> Thas perfect! You're perfect! Everything is amazing! I LUV BIMBO-COLA!!!
Three Weeks Later
Hi! I'm Lacy and I'll be auditioning for the part of BIMBO-COLA girl number one!
We already know each other, Lacy,
Oh! Hi, Mr. Petty! <giggle> I'm not used to seeing you when I'm standing up!
That's quite alright, Lacy. No one expects you to be overly aware of anything.
Yeah, cuz, I'm, like, a bimbo and stuff!
You most certainly are! But I already know that! So why don't you be a good little bimbo and tell the camera why you drink BIMBO-COLA?
Oh! Oh, right! Cuz this is, like, an audition, right! I'm gonna be famous! <giggle>
Only if you get the part. A lot of the bimbos in Marketing and HR would really like to be BIMBO-COLA girl number one! So you've got to really sell the product and sell yourself! Look into the camera and tell the world why you drink BIMBO-COLA!
Oh! Right! <mhmm> Hi! I'm Lacy! And I'm a BIMBO-COLA girl!
I've been drinking BIMBO-COLA for, like, forever! I mean, not, like, forever, forever, but like, for a really long time! I kinda don't even remember when I started! <giggle>
I like ALL the flavors! But my favorite is Black Cherry cuz it makes everything so fizzy! I always have one ready to drink first thing in the morning or when I start to feel kinda thinky!
But making my brain all fizzy isn't the only reason I drink BIMBO-COLA! It's not even the bestest reason! The bestest reason is what it does for my titties!
BIMBO-COLA is the only softdrink guaranteed to grow your titties and make the round and bouncy! <giggle> It's so sweet!
It even makes your ass firmer!
Can your soda do that?
So like, what else can I say? <giggle>
I'm a BIMBO-COLA girl, and you should be one too!
How was that, Mr. Petty?
That was really good, Lacy. You made it clear to everyone that you're a BIMBO-COLA girl!
<squeal!>Does that mean I get the part?
Wellll, like I said, a lot of the company bimbos want to be the face and tits and ass of BIMBO-COLA....
Oooh.... ummmmm.... Would it help if I took it up the ass?
Why yes, Lacy. I think that might improve your chances.
<giggle>
REWRITING MOM
“Daniel?” Irene demanded. “Who were those young women dressed like whores I saw leaving the house as I drove up?”
Daniel blushed at his mother's question but he was still to amazed by the way he'd just lost his virginity to think straight.
“Oh, uh, Hi Mom!” He said “You probably wouldn't believe me if I told you.”
“But you don't deny they were here with you dressed like that? This is a Christian household, Daniel! I will not abide sin under this roof! If you want to go chasing after fallen women, you can get out right now! I never should have agreed to you going to that college!” She exclaimed. “Get on your knees and pray to The Lord for forgiveness right now!”
“I, um, should pray in my closet,” Daniel hedged. “Like the bible says.”
His mother flushed with indignation but she couldn’t deny he was right.
“See that you do!” She exclaimed. “and I'm turning off the wifi!”
Daniel willfully kept himself from running to his room and tried to look chastened. He closed the bedroom door and went straight to his desk and the leather-bound notebook he had found at a thrift store. The one where the first pages held a story where the Wilson sisters dressed up slutty and then came over to claim his virginity.
Something they had done in real life shortly after writing the story.
Daniel had been writing smut for years. After his dad died, his mother, who had always been religious, went completely overboard with it. And she'd become obsessed with Daniel’s ‘wickedness’. She had every net nanny imaginable and routinely demanded access to his laptop and phone to check for smut.
But unlike his dead father, whose porn stashes discovered after his death had triggered his mom's crusade, Daniel preferred stories. And as his mother had become more and more vigilant of his electronics, he discovered the paper loop hole. He wrote out smut stories for himself by hand in notebooks. His mom never thought to check them.
But this notebook was special. Tara Wilson’s lace panties beside it on his desk proved it. Daniel opened to a new page. Could he really do this?
How could he not?
When Irene's husband died, she had a bit of a mental breakdown. But not in a bad way. She realized how short and unpredictable life was and decided she didn't believe in a god that would deny anyone the pleasure of being alive. She became obsessed with sex…
Daniel closed the book, took a deep breath and steered himself to go see if it had worked.
It had.
“Hey mom! New dress?” He asked, grinning from ear to ear.
“Yes!” She exclaimed, arching her back to better show off her breast implants. “Do you like it?”
“It's amazing! Utterly amazing!” He exclaimed.
Irene giggled and gave her tits a shake.

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Do u have any other hypno files?
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