Back to Jessica

Dr. Johnson knocked on the door, his fingers gently rapping on the metal surface before he scanned his keycard.

Jessica sat on the floor where she had slid off after the last transformation, seeming to be lost in the pleasure of her current state as she did not notice the Doctor entered the room. The only noise in the quiet room was the sound of her thick lips popping as she smacked them together, Dr. Johnson cleared his throat and tried to look her in the eye.

If it were any other woman, she would look like a sweaty mess slumped on the floor, but she was undeniably hot. The sweat that coated her skin gave her a shine and the spit that coated her mouth made her bee-stung lips glisten and catch the light as if wearing lipstick. Her hair which hung messily from her head seemed almost flirtatious as her eyes stared blankly between the strands of tustled hair.

Though she fell off the bed in a heap, she seemed posed in a way that flaunted her new body, her firm breasts were pressed outward and her legs were tucked beneath her rear that jiggled with exaggeration as she shifted her legs out from beneath her. The doctor caught a glimpse of her pussy, which was clean-shaven, a surprising result of the medication that removed all body hair below the eyebrows.

Her eyes came to life ever so slightly, a hopeful glimmer as she followed the doctor’s approach. Her mouth opened and she tried to say “sucky sucky?” but with her new lips the doctor only heard "thucky thucky?"

Ignoring her question, he asked, “Ma’am, can you tell me your name?”

Her brow furrows as she looks at him.

“Do you remember what you were here for?” He asks her.

She looks at him, confusion on her face but her eyes suddenly sparkle as she nods enthusiastically, the doctor is nervous until she says, “To thucky thucky.” Her plump lips start to drool excessively, dribbling onto her boobs which she rubs around to make them shine just like her lips.

“No ma’am, what is your name? Do you remember your name?” he asked, finding himself dumbing down his speech in an attempt to communicate.

Dr. Johnson could detect a flash of recognition in her eyes as she looked at him, followed by a flash of fear as she said, “Jeth- My name Jethica.” She said, before letting out a small yelp, gripping her temples and shaking her head vigorously.

“Are you alright? Are you still experiencing headaches?” He asked, almost concerned for the poor woman.

Jessica released her head and looked back up at him with a broad smile, looking like a caricature with her overfilled lips, several shades brighter than when she first entered the building.

“What’th my name?” She asked him, letting one hand wander down to her dripping wet sex and rubbing it while the other one found her firm tit and began groping it vigorously.

Dr. Johnson took out his notepad and jotted down some notes, making sure to detail that the headaches seemed to be erasing her memories and intelligence.

The doctor was still writing when he felt something touching his lab coat. He looked down and saw the woman who was once a detective pawing at his pants, **** to get them off but the zipper was too difficult for her to understand due to her debilitated brain power.

He took a step back to stop her as he wrote causing her to fall forward onto her tits which flattened out beneath her. The doctor caught himself watching her wasp-like bottom jiggle dramatically before focusing back on his notes.

“Pweathe, I need thucky thucky, I want to thuck your cawk. I want CAWK.” She said, her words were difficult to understand but her actions were much more direct. Jessica grabbed the bulge in his pants and began kissing it, licking the outside of his jeans to satiate herself.

“Not now ma’am. I need to discuss some things with my colleges but I’m sure we can find someone to help you, until then,” He said, pausing to open the door and reach outside the room before turning back to her, “Perhaps this will satisfy you for now.”

Jessica’s eyes went wide with delight as the doctor produced a hot pink dildo, nearly 9 inches long and offered it to her. The transformed bimbo snatched it and immediately brought it to her bee-stung lips, moans of pleasure filled the room as she plunged it between them, her eyes crossing as she watched it plunge down her throat, not a single remnant of her gag reflex remained. She enthusiastically sucked off the inanimate object as if she were drowning and it was a direct line to oxygen.

The doctor smiled, satisfied with the results of the test and left. Jessica didn’t notice as she experienced her first orgasm with her new body, the act of sucking a dildo was enough to get her off with her sensitive lips. Despite the door being shut, the cries of pleasure echoed down the hallway as Dr. Johnson strut with confidence to his colleagues, excited to tell them that the detective was no longer a threat and they could continue on the next batch of the B1mb0 pill.

Doctors notes:

The test has failed as It seems that she cannot remember her previous self, but for our purposes to dispose or incapacitate the detective, it is a success.

We aim to create a new batch with all the same effects but without the painful headaches, preferring the process to be one of pure pleasure.

Additional subjects required.