Bimbo Sam

Chris exited the bathroom and looked around the hallway. His father Sam wasn’t anywhere to be seen, but he quickly picked up on the sounds of a pan sizzling in the kitchen as well as the fragrant aroma of food in the air. He took a deep breath and stepped towards the source with his case of beer in one hand while gripping the towel around his waist with the other.

He felt a bit self-conscious about the giant lump in the front of his towel, but at the same time, he was curious to see his dad’s reaction.

Chris expected that the two would have a good laugh about it, and the hung young man was subconsciously pushing back any indecent thoughts that tried to bubble to the surface.

Despite having a device that could warp reality, Chris knew that he and his dad were pretty much best friends. They got along, hung out pretty often around the apartment when watching a movie or even occasionally playing video games together. They also enjoyed sharing a beer or three now that Chris could legally drink, which helped.

However, when Chris entered the living room, he saw something that he definitely wasn’t expecting to see.

Sprawled out along the couch and watching TV, lay the uber-busty woman he saw before leaving the house.

Sam was laying on her side with an arm propped up on the couch and eating from a bag of chips that was half-tucked away between her massive tits, each of them as large Chris had made them earlier, but ever-so-slightly more rounded, like implants.

A few things were a bit different about her though. Her hair, having been jet black before, was now a bright and platinum blonde color. Her lips appeared to be noticeably fuller as well, looking to be painted with a ruby red lipstick. Her attire, which was already fairly revealing before, now consisted of a hot-pink two-piece bikini. The cups were just barely large enough to cover her huge nipples, while the bottom piece, aside from the fabric covering the crotch itself, was nothing but string. Not to mention she had an impressive tan, like that of someone who spent several hours each day working on it at the beach.

The blonde looked up and away from the TV towards Chris, and her big eyes went wide as a smile spread across her stunning face.

Chris also took note that her eyes had changed too. The iris’ were pink, and if he was any closer, he would see that they were in the shape of hearts.

“Oh, hey Chris!” She called out, her voice much bubblier than it was before, almost as if she were already drunk. “I love the new look!”

“Uh, thanks dad…” Chris said, barely able to tear his eyes off of her bimbo form. “You too, I guess?”

He awkwardly looked away and turned as red as a tomato.

“Thanks!” She said with a cheery giggle. “I thought I’d go all out with the bimbo aesthetic now that I’ve got these big ol’ milkers.” Her eyes seemed to fall lower, aiming towards the twitching bulge in the front of Chris’ towel. “I guess I have you to thank for that.”

She gave her huge tits a playful gripe and a slap, sending them into a jiggle fit that was more reminiscent of a pair of undersized yoga-balls rather than overfilled water balloons.

“Y-Yeah, sorry about that. I didn’t really know what you did to me, so-“

“Oh, stop.” She said, dismissing his apology with a wave. “I love these things, and they would’ve ended up this big eventuality.”

“Alright.” Chris gave a nervous chuckle, then looked towards the kitchen as he remembered the sounds of cooking that he could still hear. “Hey, are you cooking something?”

“Hm? Oh, yeah. Don’t worry, I’m taking care of it.”

Chris made a face, not quite sure what she meant by that. Oh well, he thought. As long as his dad hadn’t forgotten about whatever was on the stove, the apartment wasn’t going to burn down.

“Sweet.” Chris said, turning towards the kitchen. “I’m going to put the beer up. I kind of forgot about it after I accidentally turned Susan into a younger version of herself on my way in.”

“Ooh! I wish I could’ve seen the look on her face, aha.”

Walking away, Chris wondered why his dad decided to go full-on bimbo, but then again, he was probably just having fun and experimenting with his phone’s abilities.

Sam was also likely getting a kick out of embarrassing and teasing him, which wasn’t out of character for the old-man-turned-young-bombshell.

When Chris entered the kitchen, he yet again saw something he most certainly did not expect to see.

He saw his dad.

Two of them.