A Sexy Simulation

With a gasp, Jiro sits up frantically. She breathes heavily as her mind races with the implications of what Recovery Girl told her. She looks down at herself, glad to see she's still herself... or... maybe not? She reaches up, feeling her chest. For some reason, it seems almost bigger, even moreso than lately. Her massive tits block her view from the rest of herself, but she feels... bigger. Running a hand along her hips, her skin burns, growing tingly at her touch. "What the fuck?" She asks herself, before her thoughts are cutoff by the sound of a familiar voice.

"Hey! Cut that weird self discovery shit out and help me out over here!" Looking to her right, Katsumi is kneeling between two 3rd year students, her face strained as she holds their cocks in her hands, frantically jacking them off. Trying to see who the students are, only one of them is clearly visible to her... Mirio Togata, that stud Katsumi has a crush on... "This was your idea you know! She yells at Jiro. "You gonna help me make them cum or what?"

Her eyes go wide, and her mouth waters at the sight. For some reason, she can't seem to even think of why this might be wrong... instead her eyes are drawn to the 3rd years, and her mind races with all the dirty things she can do with them. "Yeah... yeah I will..."

Getting off her ass, Jiro starts crawling over to Katsumi, her eyes never leaving the depraved scene. She almost reaches her, when another voice makes its presence known from behind her. She turns her head back, only to see Yaoyorozu in a similar position as the gyaru.

Yaoyorozu is slumped up against a bed, that fact only now making it obvious to Jiro that they're in her dorm room. She's panting heavily, surrounded by another three 3rd year students. "Hey... I'm starting to run out of breath here Kyoka..." Looking up, again Jiro can't make out the boy's faces, except for Denki Kaminari. He waits for Yaoyorozu to catch her breath, before grabbing her hair and shoving his cock into her mouth once more.

Jiro turns back, abandoning Katsumi in an attempt to help Yaoyorozu. She crawls along the floor, hoping Kaminari will use her as well. But before she can reach them, Katsumi grabs onto her leg, yanking her back and causing her to fall to the floor fully. "Oof! Hey!" She yells back, annoyed.

"Don't even think of running away and leaving me with all this!" Katsumi yells. "Like, you promised we'd work them together!"

Jiro groans, biting her lip. "Okay okay!" She turns back to Yaoyorozu. "I'll be there in a sec, just gotta-"

Yaoyorozu and Kaminari look at her, sadness etched onto their faces. "You don't wanna join in with us?"

"No, I do!" Jiro tries to explain. "I just have to... Fuck... I promised Katsumi, once Mirio cums I can-"

Kaminari bends down and grabs Jiro's arm, pulling against Katsumi and attempting to drag Jiro to them. Jiro frantically tries to escape their grasp, but can't seem to pull herself free.

Outside the simulation, Jiro's body spasms, the intense scenario putting incredible strain on her mind. The bimbofying energy inside her feeds on the overwhelming lust being pumped into her, shortening the cooldown of her transformation and eagerly getting to work. Recovery Girl leans back on the table, her tongue lulling from her mouth as she has a hand under her panties. The helmet has a small projector on the front, displaying the depraved scene inside Jiro's head. The nurse blushes hard, fingering herself as she watches Jiro being yanked and pulled on.

Her arms firmly on the armrests of the chair, Jiro's body grows tense. Her black nails begin to dig into the wood... as they grow longer... She moans out, her body beginning to change for the final time.

"I can't satisfy everyone!" Jiro yells, worried she won't be enough to help everyone get off. She so desperately wants to help... wants to help Katsumi tag team those cocks... wants to help Yaoyorozu and Kaminari cum... but she just can't do it alone!

"Yes you can!" Suddenly, Yaoyorozu's voice cuts through her despair, a shining beacon of encouragement. She pants between breaths, Kaminari letting her catch her breath once again.

"Fuck Jiro, when did you get all soft? I thought you like pain~" Katsumi adds, judging the gothic slut.

"Wha-" Jiro's head feels all jumbled... her thoughts about the situation changing... She grabs her head, trying to figure out how to work this problem out. Outside the simulation, the energy inside her begins working on her mind, giving her lewd ideas for how to solve such a predicament.

Suddenly Jiro feels the push and pull of her friends leave her. She's left on the floor, everyone around her fading away once more. Her chest heaves, as she lays on her back. A newfound confidence surges within her, and her eyes flash a brilliant pink. "What the hell am I thinking?" She smirks. "I can totally satisfy everyone!" A giggle escapes her lips, and she reaches out into the darkness. Tentatively, her hand finds something hard... and instinctively she wraps her fingers around it.

Immediately the darkness fades away, revealing the orgy in her room once more. This time however, all eyes are on her... She holds onto one of the stud's cocks, stroking it expertly. Without looking, another 3rd year kneels next to her, giving her another thick rod to please. She double teams the boys, her strokes growing faster and faster, as they try to stifle their moans.

Jiro giggles, her excitement only growing as a pair of firm hands grab onto her thighs. She looks down to see Kaminari kneeling before her, only giving a smirk and a wink before thrusting into her waiting pussy. She squeals out, her back arching at the mind shattering pleasure overwhelming her senses.

She continues on for what feels like forever, stroking cock and having her snatch pounded... just like a good slut should... She feels so important, so happy being used for other's pleasure. Kaminari's grunts are like music to her ears. She purrs deliciously, feeling all the cocks twitch at the same time.

She may be a bimbo, but she's no dummy... She knows what's gonna happen, and opens her mouth. All at once, the studs all cum together, hot salty spunk shooting into her cunt and onto her face. She revels in the feeling, getting as much of that delicious sperm in her mouth as possible. "Fuck yesss~" She screams, her voice light and airy.

For a moment, she assumes that's it... that the boys will pull away and she can sit up. But before she can even swallow their cum, something muffles her face. She's shocked and tries to move it off, until the distinct taste of pussy juice trickles onto her tongue.

Katsumi giggles, sitting so perfectly on Jiro as to let her tongue practically fall into her cunt. She lets the submissive slut lick her pussy, as she sucks off Mirio. Jiro closes her eyes, feeling Kaminari once more pick up his pace, thrusting past his spunk still in her cunt. She moans into Katsumi's cunt, feeling like nothing can ruin this for her... until suddenly she feels something cold rush up inside her.

The feeling is awful, a sudden emptiness deep inside her... Kaminari pulls out, standing up with a satisfied sigh. "Fuck that was good... she's all yours babe~" He says.

Jiro isn't sure what's happening, until she hears Yaoyorozu's voice. "You're such a great cumdump Jiro~" She teases, moving in to straddle the goth's lap. "Just lay there and let me do all the work, k?"

Without any choice but to obey, Jiro remains where she is, as Yaoyorozu touches her slit to Jiro's, rolling her hips expertly and building yet another orgasm within the two.

The scene is dirty, depraved, everything Jiro would've been appalled at seeing just this morning... but now... She can't imagine being anything else than a submissive whore, someone with a body that can satisfy everyone at once. As the intensity of the orgy fries her brain, she forgets all about any worry she had about becoming a bimbo...

Outside the simulation, Recovery Girl continues jilling off, the scene even better than she could've imagined. She watches as everyone cums together, sharing in with their screams of ecstacy as she reaches a climax herself.

She moans obnoxiously, her legs shaking and her mind going blank... She lays back on the table, unaware as the projection from the helmet shuts off, and the helmet powers down. Suddenly Jiro lets out a gasp, and hunches forward. Her body, fully changed into her ideal form is more top-heavy than she's used to, and being exhausted as she is, the moment she's able to take the helmet off, she falls forward, landing on the ground in a sweaty heap.

The sudden thud alerts Recovery Girl, and she sits back up. Looking down at the fully changed girl is satisfying... knowing she's the one that brought her to this state. "You know... I think we got some really good info out of that~" She teases.

Jiro barely lifts her head, glancing up at the bimbo Dr. She smirks faintly, drops of sweat running down her face. "Glad I could help~"

This was the last chapter I had written and saved from a couple months ago. From now on new chapters will have been written very recently, and the story will be much more susceptible to change based on your feedback. If you have any ideas or suggestions, let me know!

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