Dr. Joseph's Office Ch. 02

"Before you, like, get to eat me out," Maci said, "you've gotta, like, promise you'll be my bimbo. Like, you gotta totes pinky swear that you'll, like do everything for me."

"I promiiiiiiiiiise!" Rachel whined. She bent her head again towards Maci's crotch, but the regal bimbo on her bimbo throne refused to open. "And you're gonna, like, share everything you have with, like, me and your sister bimbos, right?"

"Yes yes yes yes pleeeeeeeeeeeeease!" Rachel replied. This time, Maci relented, and opened her legs. The eager Latina plunged in without delay, tongue flicking in and out.

About thirty seconds later, Maci felt a shiver run through her overheated body as she orgasmed. For the third time today, and hopefully not the last, she shot a gigantic load of cum onto an unsuspecting girl's face. Through a thick layer of white goo, Rachel grinned. "Yummy!" she gurgled, as she licked off a big load of cum.

"You, like, keep licking off that cum, Raci," Maci cooed, gathering up the cum that had stuck to her pussy. Raci giggled and slurped the cum out of Maci's hand in one go. A button popped off of her shirt as her titties grew a couple sizes in a short time. There was even more cum than her previous two times.

She put her thong back on and waltzed out of the dressing room. Raci had licked off most of the cum on her face, and was moving on to the stuff that had fallen onto the floor. Given how dirty the floor was, that might not be such a good idea, but Maci was certain that thought had never crossed Raci's head.

"Wait, what's up with Rachel?" the scruffy man said petulantly, as he noticed Maci. "I heard her moaning a bunch. Did you turn her into some kinda dyke who won't put out?"

"No, like, of course not, silly!" Maci said, giggling. Laci and Kaci, who had changed into their outfits, joined in the giggling. "She's gonna be, like, such a bimbo now, and bimbos will, like, fuck anything!"

"Oh God, this is a fucking disaster," the man groaned. "She's gonna be too dumb to dance, and tonight's gonna be a fucking disaster." He glared at Maci. "How the fuck are you even doing this?"

"That's, like, my little secret," Maci replied, winking at the man. She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tight against her titties. His breathing quickened, and when she gave him a little kiss on the cheek, he moaned. "Mr..." she prompted.

"Sam," he moaned. "Sam Davidson."

"Well, Mr. Sam-Sam," Maci said playfully, "we're not just, like, dumb bimbos. I mean, we are, like, totes dumb bimbos, but we're, like, dumb bimbos who'll make all the guys cream their jeans! And after that, they'll tell, like, all their buddies about this place that has, like, the hottest bimbos in all the world! That sound good for you?"

"Oh yes oh yes oh yes yes yes," Sam moaned. Maci wiggled her way down to his fly and unzipped it. His underwear strained under the load of his erect cock. "Oh, poor little Sam-Sam," Maci cooed. "I think he needs a friend."

She pulled down the underwear and drew Sam's cock between her lips. Maci was surprised to remember that this would be her first blowjob. It didn't make sense, given how much of a hot bimbo babe she was, but apparently that was the case. Well, everyone had to start somewhere.

The taste of the meat between her lips made Maci feel surprisingly excited. She was great with being the queen of the bimbos. Bossing around bimbos made her feel like a million bucks. But when it came to guys, she found herself filled with the desire to just giggle and listen to them. And above all, to fuck their cocks.

Overhead, Maci heard Sam making a racket as she slid his cock in and out. The words eluded her, because she was so focused on fucking. His pubic hairs tickled at her nose, and she nearly sneezed twice. She gave his ballsack a few playful rubs, and felt his cock twitch.

With no more warning than that, Sam's cock erupted inside Maci's mouth. She felt him trying to pull out, but she really wanted to swallow his cum. "Mmm-mmm," she mumbled through his cock, grabbing his but and forcing him to stop backing away. Cum was so yummy, whether it came from pussies or cocks. But right now cocks were at the top of Maci's mind.

The last bit of cum splurted into Maci's mouth, and she gulped it right down. As Sam finally withdrew his cock, she noticed that it was a little messy. There were some bits of cum that she hadn't gotten. So, obviously, she licked it clean. She felt his body shudder as she cleaned him up.

"You like that, Sam-Sam?" Maci said, looking up into his eyes. "You think I could, like, do a little dance? And my friends? We'll, like, fill up the house!"

"Uh-huh," he said. His eyes stared straight ahead at nothing, and parts of his body twitched, seemingly at random. "You, uh, go on and do that."

"Yay! Come on, babes, let's go, like, show 'em all what bimbos are for!" Maci said, and the other bimbos cheered with her. They rushed forward, towards the dressing rooms. "Change your clothes and let's, like, get a move on!"

Changing took surprisingly little time, though maybe Maci shouldn't've been surprised. After all, what was a bimbo without sexy clothes? When they were all changed, she got them lined up like a kindergarten teacher, and sent them out on stage, one by one.

Soon enough, Maci's turn came up. She knew that all the other chicks in line were glaring at her and her bimbos. All of them were probably wondering how they could possibly do better at bimboing than any of them. And Maci knew they couldn't. She was simply the best.

She blew a kiss at the other girls behind her, giggled for good luck, and stepped out onto the stage. The place was packed, and even the bartender was paying attention to the act by now. As she glided down the stage towards the pole, she felt herself growing aroused. Putting herself on display like this, for sex and money, was probably the most bimboish thing she could do. It made her feel so hawt.

Her routine went over screamingly well with the men around her. At her third turn on the pole, even the bartender had stepped out, muscled his way to the front of the crowd, and stuck a twenty in her G-string. Money covered the stage, and the crowd was chanting for more.

It had gone on longer than she'd expected, though. The amateur night rules had been for two minutes of dancing at most. But she'd definitely been out there for ten. Sam probably wouldn't have a problem with it, though.

All the other amateurs were glaring as Maci strutted backstage, a small fortune stuffed into her G-string. Apparently the club got the tips on the stage from amateur nights, but if anything got in her clothes, she was free to keep it. Which Maci thought was a great rule.

She ruffled the hair of the closest amateur, a petite redhead with a mass of freckles on her face. The woman's face reddened, until she sniffed the air. She must've smelled Maci, because her eyes widened and fixed on Maci's.

Maci picked up her purse, which she had set aside while dressing, and pulled out a business card. When she'd been boring old Marsha, she'd never really used those things, since she'd been so boring and shit. It tickled her that only as a bimbo would she hand out a business card.

She drew the redhead close in and whispered, "Call me," in her ear. The woman shuddered, and Maci released her to let her move up in the line. Not all of the women had reacted that way to Maci's smell. Maybe some women just wanted to be bimbos.

"Come on, girls, let's, like, go," Maci said, gathering her little flock of bimbos. Raci giggled and felt up her own bare titties. None of her tops fit her any more, now that she was a bimbo. They could fix that some other time, but right now they needed to get out.

"Wait, you're just leaving?" Sam asked, looking much more in control of himself. "You can stay! Your routine was the best one I've seen in years!"

"Oh, I'll be back, Sam-Sam," Maci said huskily. "And next time, maybe we can, like, talk about a more permanent job? We can do that while you, like, ride my pussy! That totes sounds like a lotta fun, Sam-Sam!"

Waving at the manager, she followed her gaggle of bimbos out into the parking lot. Kaci, Laci, and Raci had already made it to the car, and were fruitlessly tugging at the door handles, trying to get them to open. Maci giggled and unlocked the car with her clicky thing. Raci had just started another hard tug on the door handle, and when it opened, she went flying backwards. With a startled noise, she hit the next car over and fell down.

Giggling endlessly, the four bimbos squeezed into the car. While Kaci sat up front, rubbing her titties through her bikini top, Laci drove. In the back, Raci bent over and put her face into Maci's crotch, licking the bimbo queen's pussy once again. Because Maci was not ungrateful for the unprompted pussylicking, she put a couple fingers in Raci's now hairless pussy. For her efforts, she received a shudder and even more intense licking.

They arrived back at Laci's place at about 9:00 PM, when the street around them was mostly dark and quiet. Their giggling and high-pitched chatter dispelled that quiet. Laci led Kaci and Raci inside, but Maci lingered. She looked over at her darkened house, which she hadn't seen since this morning.

How much had she changed since that time? Would her kitties even recognize her anymore? Would she even want any of the boring stuff from her boring old life? With the few remaining brain cells that weren't demanding immediate sex, Maci pondered those questions.

"Um, excuse me," said a man's voice. Maci forgot all of her stupid, boring questions and turned to face him. The streetlight nearby showed that he was fairly short, but he looked kinda cute. He wasn't exactly hot, but he looked like he took care of himself, and he was a guy. That was really all that Maci cared about right now.

"Yes?" she asked, drawing closer to him. He visibly swallowed and said, "Uh, I'm Scott, I, uh, um, live across, you know, the street, and, uh, I'm, uh, I'm trying to work, so, uh, could you ladies, um, keep it down. Um."

Maci mashed her titties against his chest and caught him up in her arms. "Oh, that, like, sounds totes boring," she chirped, steering him towards her own house. "Come on, Scotty." She looked demurely down at his crotch, which was showing a tremendous bulge. "Can't you, like, keepitdown?"

"Who... who are you, and, um, why are we going into Marsha Smith's house?" Scott asked. He wasn't exactly trying to get away, but he did seem a bit too concerned for someone who was about to get fucked by a hot bimbo babe.

"Aww, Scotty, you don't gotta worry 'bout that," Maci cooed. She unlocked her own car and helped him into the backseat. His fly came open easily and his cock sprung out of confinement. "You wanna, like, fuck my pussy?"

"I, uh, what?" Scott said, kneeling above Maci. She was drooling for his cock, but she'd done more than enough oral. Scott was going to fuck her in her aching pussy until she forgot how to think silly, boring thoughts.

"Come on, Scotty," Maci urged, as he hesitantly pulled aside her thong. "I'm, like, such a bimbo, and you gotta, like, fuck a bimbo! Don't, like, mess around, just fuck me!"

He took a deep breath, and that seemed to decide him. With a surprisingly deep growl, Scott plunged his cock into Maci's pussy. She squeaked at the penetration, but soon she was moaning in pleasure. Honestly, this was her first time getting her pussy penetrated, either as Maci or boring Marsha. And she really liked what she felt.

The two of them rocked back and forth in the back seat, caught up in a rough, animalistic fucking. Scott hadn't needed foreplay to get into the mood, and Maci hadn't wanted it. She needed a hard fuck, and Scott was giving her what she wanted.

Arousal and lust swam through Maci's brain, overwhelming any other thoughts. She knew, a few seconds in, that she was on the verge of an orgasm. But it never seemed to come to her, and the next few minutes kept Maci on the edge of losing herself completely, but never quite there. For someone else, it might've seemed frustrating. Maci didn't have the mental capacity to think that way.

At last, when they had rendered the back of Maci's car a sweaty, musky-smelling mess, she felt Scott's cock twitch and erupt. He sprayed cum into her slutty, bimboey pussy. As soon as the first bit of cum entered her pussy, Maci bucked under her fucker, her own orgasm exploding with his. She felt their mingled cum dripping down her thighs.

When she came to, she saw Scott pulling himself out, a shocked expression on his face. Maci grinned widely and pulled herself up. "Yummy, yummy," she said, locking on to his cock. "Gotta clean that up, Scotty!"

She licked his cock clean, but unlike Sam's cock, Scott's cock had a lot of energy left in it. Little Scotty perked right back up as she licked the cum away. When Maci was finished, Little Scotty was back to a full erection.

"Oooh, Scotty still wants to fuck!" Maci exclaimed. "I, like, totes know what Scotty oughta fuck!" She flipped herself over and stuck her perfect bimbo butt up in the air. "You know you wanna, like, fuck my ass, Scotty!"

"I don't think..." Scott said, then shook himself. "No, it's you who's not thinking, isn't it? You're just a dumb bimbo who can't stop fucking! And why shouldn't I fuck you?"

"You're, like, so right!" Maci said over her shoulder. "Fuck me, fuck me!" she began to chant. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

Maci couldn't see a thing behind herself, obviously. So when Scott ran his hands over her naked ass, she could only feel it. And when he grunted, pulled her halfway out of the backseat, and plunged his cock into her ass, all she could do was squeal.

Getting assfucked was different, but not by too much. It was a man filling her hole, and that was all she needed, when all was said and done. Sure, it hurt a lot more, but she was still panting with heat within a minute.

"Ooh! Ooh! Ooh!" Maci squealed, as Scott thrust in and out, slapping against her bouncy bimbo buttcheeks. How had she ever lived without fucking like this?

Once again, she felt Scott's cock erupt inside of her. And once again, Maci orgasmed a millisecond later. This time, her cum mostly landed on the garage floor, since there wasn't a cock or a face in her pussy.

As Maci came up from her second orgasm in ten minutes, a goofy smile plastered on her face, she saw Scott wiping his cock on her car seat. Boring old Marsha would've been horrified. Maci just thought about how great it would make the car smell when she drove it places.

"Wow." Scott's clothes were totally disheveled, and his glasses hung from only one ear. Despite that, he was grinning from ear to ear. "That sure was some fucking," he said, still grinning.

"Yah, it, like, totes was," Maci replied. She stood up carefully, feeling very shaky on her legs after such a rapid fucking. "You're gonna, like, come back, and all, right?"

"Well, if you're around here often," Scott began. Maci interrupted him with a giggle. "Silly Scotty! I, like, live here! 'Course I'm around here often!"

"Okay then," Scott said, nonplussed. He was probably thinking of that boring old Marsha lady. That ship had sailed far, far away by now.

"If you live around here, I'm right across the street from you. So I'll see you again, I guess." He pulled up his pants and zipped them up.

"Yep!" Maci replied, letting him out of her garage. "I'll, like, totes fuck ya later, Scotty!"

As Scott walked away from what must've been the fucking of his life, Maci picked up her smartphone. It had fallen down between the front and back seats, in the confusion of her fucking. She clicked it on, and found that there were a few messages waiting for her.

Maci opened it up after a few false starts, and found that it was the redhead from the club. She found that out thanks to the naked selfie the redhead had sent as one of her messages. And judging by the redhead's thatch, the redhead was naturally redheaded.

Basically, the redhead, whose name, it turned out, was Tanya Janson, wanted to know where she could find Maci. Because Tanya really needed to fuck Maci, as she made increasingly clear in her series of messages.

Maci replied with her address and a cheery "c ya!!!!". In the meantime, before Tanya showed her cute face, Maci went into her house and shooed the cats into the basement. They seemed to behave with the same way as usual, so they probably didn't care what Maci looked or smelled like, making them the only creatures of their kind, to Maci's knowledge.

"Hiiii!" Laci chirped from the garage door. "You totes smell like you got, like, sooper fucked! Didya really get a cute guy?"

"Yep!" Maci replied, bouncing over to her friend. They hugged, and Laci held on really tight, as though hoping to get the smell of sex on her. "It was, like, that guy Scotty from across the street," she added.

"Aww!" Laci said, burrowing into Maci's tits. "He's, like, such a cutie! I'm totes so jealous of you!"

"Like, don't worry, babe, there's more than enough to, like, go around," Maci said. She let go of her bimbo friend. "But now, you gotta get Kaci and Raci, and move all the shit we got from Kaci's store over to, like, my house. 'Kay?"

"'Kay-kay!" Laci replied. Then she uncharacteristically wrinkled her brow. "But, like, why here? My house is, like, totes hot already."

"'Cuz I want them here," Maci said, ruffling her friend's hair. "And 'cuz it, like, doesn't matter where you fuck, or, like, what it looks like, or shit. Being a bimbo is, like, just about fucking!"

She took a look around the room, which was still the room of boring old Marsha. "I mean, I'm gonna, like, totes get it redecorated an' all that," she added. "But we're gonna fuck in my house, 'cuz it's my house. And I say so!"

"Yah, you're, like, totes right!" Laci exclaimed. She gave Maci a quick hug and dashed off towards her own house, to get the other bimbos and their stuff. Maci turned around and started clearing the worst of the shit out of her living room. There was a bunch of paper that was all boring, and most of that went in the trash.

She continued her cleaning as the other bimbos came in and out. When they were done, they helped clean too. Soon enough, there were plenty of places to fuck, even if the room was still really boring. All Maci could do for that was picture it redecorated in bimbo hot pink, with big dildos fixed onto the walls.

About thirty minutes after Scott had left, Maci heard a car pull up into the driveway. The driver got out right as she and the other bimbos peeked out of the garage door. It was Tanya, and she looked more than a bit scared.

"Hey cutie!" Maci chirped, bouncing out into the garage. "It's, like, so great to see ya!"

"I... uh, I wasn't sure I was going to, um, come," Tanya said, as Maci approached her. The bimbo queen swept her up in a huge hug and carried guided the smaller woman towards the garage door. "Oh, trust me, cutie, you're, like, totes gonna cum here," Maci said. The other bimbos giggled at Maci's wit.

"This all just... it feels wrong, but it feels... oh, it just feels right." Tanya looked like she was about to pass out from the smell of all the bimbos. Maci led her inside and shooed away the other three bimbos. "Oh, it totes is right, Tawni," Maci said.

Three months later

Maci hopped out of the idling car, right in front of Dr. Joseph's office. Tawni came out next to her, giggling uncontrollably, as she usually did. "See ya!" Laci shouted from the driver's seat, and then the car barrelled out of the parking lot.

Tawni had come out of her pussylicking session as a really, really serious bimbo. Next to her, Raci, who sometimes couldn't tell the difference between the numbers 1 and 5, looked like a genius. Maybe it had been the multiple orgasms her pussylicking had gotten out of Laci. Or perhaps it had been the other bimbos taking turns licking Tawni's pussy.