Bimboization of Jane

Jane finished her drink. “What was in that?” She asked the waitress.

The waitress shrugged, “I can ask the bartender if you want.”

Jane shook her head, “No, thanks.”

She left and Chris placed his hand on Jane’s, “I think I like you a lot.” He said.

“Oh, you’re so sweet!” Jane said, her hair becoming blonder and longer by the second. Her breast expanding, creating beautiful cleavage in her strained shirt.

“How are you feeling?” Chris asked.

“So... um... forget...”

“Forgetful?”

“Yes!”

“What do you like, Jane?”

“You, silly. And pink things, dresses, make-up. Oh my gawd! And men, with giant cocks!”

Jane’s figure had become more hourglass shaped. Her appearance no longer of a plain Jane, but of a voluptuous bimbo. Her mind no longer educated. She felt a heat in her pussy that made her want release.

“I need you,” she said to Chris, “You are so damn handsome.”