Bimbo Cultist

Suddenly Christina's clothes changed into a nun's robe, hiding her transformation.

"Hey! What gives!?" Dom asks miffed at not seeing a transformation. "Is Christina somehow magically immune?" She asked.

"Hehe. Far from it..." A new sultry voice giggled. The robed woman ended the kiss before taking off her robe to reveal her body to the others. "I just, like, love bimbos so much... I totes worship them."

"Woah!" Sandy said shocked. "That robe can be of great use transforming more people!"

"I am glad that you love us that much dear." Mommy said as she smiled a big white toothy grin.

"Thank you mommy." I thanked her. 'Damn! She looks so hot and fuckable. I just hope I am 20% as fuckable when I get older.' I thought not realizing that she doesn't really age physically.

"Yup! Sis is totes so loving of bimbos!" Cummy shouted.

"We three sisters are so different it seems." Dom spoke up. "Me a dominatrix, Cummy a cumslut, and now Christina is some bimbo cultist."

"Hehe. I like that." I giggled as I approve of my new "type" name.

"Besides the robe thing though, what is so special about her?" Mommy asked. "No offence dear."

"None taken mommy." I say.

"Hmm..." Sandy thought for a moment before inspiration struck. "Oh! Maybe she know a lot about bimbo types!? Or she can use magic!?"

"Well sister..." My cumslut of a sister turned to me. 'I wish I could become like her. She seems to have so much fun.' I thought before she continued, "What is it?"