"Yes, YES, that's who I want to be!"

Your eyes are staring into nothingness, your mouth open, your brain feels all fluffy, but your crotch feels on fire, as you moan: "Yes, yes, that's what I want! I want to become a bimbo wife. YES, ohhh, yes!!"

The thought alone seems to drive you over the edge and plunge you into an intense orgasm. You let the vibrator buzz softly along your clit and you ride the wave of the climax, smiling, probably looking like a fool, but happy.

"One moment, Ma'am", Jana says, pats you on the cheek and leaves the room. You hear her high heels clicking on the floor, and then her voice. The state you're in makes it hard to concentrate, but you catch bits and pieces of her conversation, as she seems to talk to someone. You hear how she says "... quicker than expected" and "... shall we proceed?..." and "... yes, I tripled the dose, that seems to have done the trick." Strangely, her voice doesn't sound Russian anymore. Shouldn't that be odd...?

Then a second orgasm hits you, and that's much more important than anything Jana might be saying at this moment, so you concentrate on yourself again.

As your climax slowly recedes, you notice that Jana has switched on the TV in front of you. You still feel quite wobbly and weak from the last orgasm, so all you can do is watch with interest what program Jana has chosen. It's a bit difficult to concentrate, though. It seems all... colours and sounds that you can't place. They don't make any sense. It's just... colours. Spiraling colours.

It's nice, you think.

You smile at Jana to thank her for the entertainment, close your eyes for a moment, and listen to the sounds. After a while, you realize that the sounds are actually words. Words spoken in a deep and soothing language.

"Brains are useless for girls."
"Big words are complicated."
"Small words make you wet."
"Dumb is good. Dumb is best."

You nod, approvingly. That's right, you think. What's a brain for, anyway? Not for you, in any case. You're a girl. Girls look pretty. Girls are happy. Dumb is happy.

Now where did you put that stupid vibrator? You could need some more stimulation...

You look around, and stare at the screen. The spirals and colours look very pretty. You smily. Pretty is the best. The bestest. That sounds... deep. Very deep.

You notice Jana stepping in front of you, and you smile. Good Jana. She showed you, like, what it means to be. To be. Dooo-beee-dooo-beee. Yep. Awesome. You smile.

"Miss Bimbo?", Jana asks, and you smile at her and nod. "There are a few men here who want to help you getting pretty", the maid says, which is a very long sentence with a lot of words, but you do get the meaning, and you nod happily once more. Then there's somebody in your room, helping you getting more make-up on your face, and another one dying your hair blonde. Wow! So many men just for you. Just for you! You giggle, while the voices still continue.

"Brains are useless for girls."
"Big words are complicated."
"Small words make you wet."
"Men are always right."
"Girls are there to please."

You hum along to the sounds and words, while the people in your room transform you into something very pretty. And some more people are carrying boxes out from your bedroom and new boxes in. Clothes, probably. Pretty clothes, you are sure. Pretty clothes for a pretty girl.

Then they are all gone, you look pretty. The TV program has ended. The door opens, and Dave comes home. He walks into the room, sees you. Stares at you. Eyes wide. You giggle.

"Hey honey", you coo. "Wanna fuck?"

Wait. Wait. I know you want to click to the next chapter, but if you'd be so kind to click on that "like" thumb down there first, that would make me very, very happy, and... Ah, what am I saying? Could you just look into the spiral please and do what the voices tell you? (Click! Click! Click!)